BILL CADY Word Count: 149,227 - At My Friend's Place

Bill Cady, The Early Years … by Bill Cady 61
I was in a capricious mood that day. I was near the front of the room doing
something when someone opened the door and called Mrs. Lott. I never missed a chance
to watch her walk, since she had a great ass, but decided I should hurry to my seat so no
one would see my boner. I knew it‟d be in a full erection before she‟d even made it to
the freakin‟ door.
On the way to my seat, for reasons I still can‟t fathom, I reached down and took
her keys. These were keys to pretty much every door in the school, as well as her house
and car. With added foresight, although it made it harder to watch her, I had the presence
of mind to hide her keys before I sat. Not a soul was watching me, so I went to the pencil
sharpener and hid „em in the part that holds the shavings. Then I took my seat a few rows
away.
Mrs. Lott noticed her keys were gone almost immediately. I played as dumb as
any kid in the room. Suddenly, she was uncertain when she might‟ve lost them. With no
cell phones, intercoms or anything like that, she chose one of the girls to get the principal.
Every last one of us was grilled. Nobody, including me, knew a damned thing.
They even searched us for the keys, including the girls‟ purses. The whole school was in
an uproar. They kept us late, but finally had to let everyone go when parents began to
call.
When we were let out and headed to Warner‟s is when I made my first real stupid
mistake. The theft was all anyone was talking about, so I eventually let it slip to a few
“close friends” who promised to stay quiet. They did, for almost five minutes. Suddenly,
I had kids I never even talked with asking questions about those keys. Finally getting
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