paragon
11-13-2003, 12:15 PM
Lori was not an unattractive person. She had a perfect smile and flawless skin, and her eyes were an unforgettable hazel hue. She had glossy blonde hair that cascaded several inches below her shoulders. Her personality was bubbly and infectious and she seemed always to be happy and willing to lend a hand to those in need. She had lots of very close friends in school from the most popular to the unpopular. Lori seemed to know no strangers and could make friends with anyone. Her flaw was that she was overweight. She was about 5・7； tall and weighed something over 200 pounds. She wasn・t shockingly heavy but everyone, including herself, knew that she needed to loose at least 75 pounds.
As in any high school there are clicks of students who are always together and don・t generally mingle with other groups. The same holds true with Lori・s school. Although she had lots of friends that were seniors as her, she also had many friends that were lower classmen. Her ability to intermingle and make friends was what made her a prime target for ridicule from those factions of people who are cruel. She was walking through the hall between classes one day at the begging of her senior year when she was singled out by a group of freshmen and humiliated about her weight. She maintained herself and simply laughed along but it did hurt her feelings. This behavior continued for several months and this particular group of guys was becoming known as troublemakers.
This group of guys singled out Lori more and more often until she finally hit her breaking point. In a fit of rage Lori began to verbally berate these losers with a string of expletives that would embarrass anyone. While she was screaming at the top of her lungs a large group of students started to form and watch in amazement as their cool headed and very liked friend Lori lost control. Lori took a wild swing at one of the guys and her fist bounced off of her shoulder without doing any damage. The guy, now angry, slapped Lori with an open hand. There was sudden silence in the crowd as all watched in a blind stupor, no one was sure what to do for several seconds. Out of nowhere several teachers appeared as well as the safety officers assigned to the school. Lori, as well as the offending punks, was hauled off to the office. All were given detention. Lori was pissed and vowed revenge.
Lori accidentally discovered a weakness in one of the guys against whom she was seeking revenge. She was wearing a skirt one day and was unconsciously dangling her shoe off her toes. She noticed that the guy was staring at her foot as she dangled. She dropped her shoe and he kept staring. She flexed her toes through her nylon and arched her foot as she watched him begin to drool with excitement. She knew how to get him now and in her mind the games began.
That same afternoon Lori was in the library doing a little studying. She was sitting at a table and had her legs up on a chair. Lori looks up from her book and happens to see the guy. She smiled to herself playfully as she started to put her plan into motion. The guy sat at a table about 20 feet away from Lori. He hadn・t noticed her sitting there so Lori took advantage of the situation by collecting her things and getting up from her seat. She walked around for a bit to make sure that he hadn・t seen her. When she was satisfied that he was oblivious to her she made her move. Lori walked towards the table and ：accidentally； bumped into the guys shoulder as she walked by. ：Opps, sorry.； She said. The guy looked up and frowned. ：Why don・t you watch out you cow.； He snorted. Lori flipped her hair back and sarcastically said ：Like, sorry Ok!； and started to walk away. ：Hey, a second.； He said as she turned away. ：Don・t you have Ms. Jackson for Chemistry?； ：Well, maybe why?； Lori asked. ：Well, I heard you got good grades and I・m gonna・ get kicked off the team if I flunk outa・ chemistry. Aren・t you a tutor in the lab after school?； he said. ：Yeah, if you want help be there at 3:45 or you・re on your own!； she stated with an edge.
Lori got to the lab and was happy to see that no one else was there. She wanted the room to herself so that she could work her plan. Lori looked at the clock impatiently. Finally the door opened and the guy walked inside. ：Where・s your book?； he asked Lori. ：I・m the tutor, I don・t need a book.； She spit back. ：Sit down over there and open your book to where you need help.； She said pointing to a large table. Lori quickly walked up to the door and locked it without anyone being the wiser. She sat down across from him at the table and propped her legs up on a chair to see what his reaction would be. He made a feeble attempt to drop his pencil and look under the table at her legs. She was onto him big time. This behavior continued for a while as he pretended to study and Lori pretended to help him. Lori teased more and more by dangling her shoes in full view, exposing her nylon covered feet and flexing them, rubbing her feet together, and tiptoeing around without her shoes. He was loosing his concentration and was having trouble focusing.
：What・s wrong with you?； Lori asked. ：Are you really that stupid or are you just not paying any attention?； ：What do you mean?； He said. ：Well, we・ve been over valences at least ten times and you still can・t get it through your thick skull.； She snapped. ：I・m just not good at chemistry but you don・t have to be a bitch about it.； He said. ：I haven・t even started to be a bitch yet.； She said as a smile crossed her face. She sat down next to him and crossed her legs. She started casually rubbing his calf with her foot while explaining the lesson to him. ：Pay attention!； she snapped. ：Why can・t you concentrate?； He just stared at her dumbfounded. ：OK look, I know what the problem is.； She said as she slid back in her chair and plopped her feet down right in his lap. ：You like my feet and can・t stop thinking about them.； She said matter-of-factly. He slapped her feet away and yelled, ：You cow! Get your nasty feet off me.； He yelled as he pushed Lori・s feet away. ：Don・t push me you asshole.； She said as she put her feet back on his lap. ：I said get your feet off me!； he yelled again as he pushed them off. Lori glared at him and said, ：You and you・re friends have been picking on me all year. It ends now.； He laughed and said, ：What the hell are you gonna・ do bitch?； Lori lifted her feet toward his lap again, as she did he reached out to block her and she delivered a swift kick to his crotch. He cried out in pain as he fell from the chair to the floor grasping his aching balls. ：You like feet. I・ve seen you looking at mine, and it・s my feet that will make you apologize.； She said with an evil grin as she stepped down on his hand. ：Get off me! You・re gonna・ break my hand!； he yelled in pain. ：If you・re lucky that・s all I・ll break.； She said as she twisted her foot on his hand.
As in any high school there are clicks of students who are always together and don・t generally mingle with other groups. The same holds true with Lori・s school. Although she had lots of friends that were seniors as her, she also had many friends that were lower classmen. Her ability to intermingle and make friends was what made her a prime target for ridicule from those factions of people who are cruel. She was walking through the hall between classes one day at the begging of her senior year when she was singled out by a group of freshmen and humiliated about her weight. She maintained herself and simply laughed along but it did hurt her feelings. This behavior continued for several months and this particular group of guys was becoming known as troublemakers.
This group of guys singled out Lori more and more often until she finally hit her breaking point. In a fit of rage Lori began to verbally berate these losers with a string of expletives that would embarrass anyone. While she was screaming at the top of her lungs a large group of students started to form and watch in amazement as their cool headed and very liked friend Lori lost control. Lori took a wild swing at one of the guys and her fist bounced off of her shoulder without doing any damage. The guy, now angry, slapped Lori with an open hand. There was sudden silence in the crowd as all watched in a blind stupor, no one was sure what to do for several seconds. Out of nowhere several teachers appeared as well as the safety officers assigned to the school. Lori, as well as the offending punks, was hauled off to the office. All were given detention. Lori was pissed and vowed revenge.
Lori accidentally discovered a weakness in one of the guys against whom she was seeking revenge. She was wearing a skirt one day and was unconsciously dangling her shoe off her toes. She noticed that the guy was staring at her foot as she dangled. She dropped her shoe and he kept staring. She flexed her toes through her nylon and arched her foot as she watched him begin to drool with excitement. She knew how to get him now and in her mind the games began.
That same afternoon Lori was in the library doing a little studying. She was sitting at a table and had her legs up on a chair. Lori looks up from her book and happens to see the guy. She smiled to herself playfully as she started to put her plan into motion. The guy sat at a table about 20 feet away from Lori. He hadn・t noticed her sitting there so Lori took advantage of the situation by collecting her things and getting up from her seat. She walked around for a bit to make sure that he hadn・t seen her. When she was satisfied that he was oblivious to her she made her move. Lori walked towards the table and ：accidentally； bumped into the guys shoulder as she walked by. ：Opps, sorry.； She said. The guy looked up and frowned. ：Why don・t you watch out you cow.； He snorted. Lori flipped her hair back and sarcastically said ：Like, sorry Ok!； and started to walk away. ：Hey, a second.； He said as she turned away. ：Don・t you have Ms. Jackson for Chemistry?； ：Well, maybe why?； Lori asked. ：Well, I heard you got good grades and I・m gonna・ get kicked off the team if I flunk outa・ chemistry. Aren・t you a tutor in the lab after school?； he said. ：Yeah, if you want help be there at 3:45 or you・re on your own!； she stated with an edge.
Lori got to the lab and was happy to see that no one else was there. She wanted the room to herself so that she could work her plan. Lori looked at the clock impatiently. Finally the door opened and the guy walked inside. ：Where・s your book?； he asked Lori. ：I・m the tutor, I don・t need a book.； She spit back. ：Sit down over there and open your book to where you need help.； She said pointing to a large table. Lori quickly walked up to the door and locked it without anyone being the wiser. She sat down across from him at the table and propped her legs up on a chair to see what his reaction would be. He made a feeble attempt to drop his pencil and look under the table at her legs. She was onto him big time. This behavior continued for a while as he pretended to study and Lori pretended to help him. Lori teased more and more by dangling her shoes in full view, exposing her nylon covered feet and flexing them, rubbing her feet together, and tiptoeing around without her shoes. He was loosing his concentration and was having trouble focusing.
：What・s wrong with you?； Lori asked. ：Are you really that stupid or are you just not paying any attention?； ：What do you mean?； He said. ：Well, we・ve been over valences at least ten times and you still can・t get it through your thick skull.； She snapped. ：I・m just not good at chemistry but you don・t have to be a bitch about it.； He said. ：I haven・t even started to be a bitch yet.； She said as a smile crossed her face. She sat down next to him and crossed her legs. She started casually rubbing his calf with her foot while explaining the lesson to him. ：Pay attention!； she snapped. ：Why can・t you concentrate?； He just stared at her dumbfounded. ：OK look, I know what the problem is.； She said as she slid back in her chair and plopped her feet down right in his lap. ：You like my feet and can・t stop thinking about them.； She said matter-of-factly. He slapped her feet away and yelled, ：You cow! Get your nasty feet off me.； He yelled as he pushed Lori・s feet away. ：Don・t push me you asshole.； She said as she put her feet back on his lap. ：I said get your feet off me!； he yelled again as he pushed them off. Lori glared at him and said, ：You and you・re friends have been picking on me all year. It ends now.； He laughed and said, ：What the hell are you gonna・ do bitch?； Lori lifted her feet toward his lap again, as she did he reached out to block her and she delivered a swift kick to his crotch. He cried out in pain as he fell from the chair to the floor grasping his aching balls. ：You like feet. I・ve seen you looking at mine, and it・s my feet that will make you apologize.； She said with an evil grin as she stepped down on his hand. ：Get off me! You・re gonna・ break my hand!； he yelled in pain. ：If you・re lucky that・s all I・ll break.； She said as she twisted her foot on his hand.