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

Bill Cady, The Early Years … by Bill Cady 92
Umm, folks? Judy already knew that. Really, she did.
She was setting it up so I‟d get the living shit smacked out of me by Bob. Hell,
he‟d kill the Virgin Mary on a whim or a bet. Judy set it up because it made her look
good to the other girls. She had guys fighting over her, don‟t ya know?
I‟ll admit I was afraid of Bob Haywood, but that‟s nothing special. I was also
afraid of Bobby Thompson, and I could‟ve kicked his ass all over the parking lot, even as
drunk as I was that night. Hell, I‟m afraid of everyone. I just forget about it when I‟m
attacked and go at my opponent hard enough to make sure he can‟t hurt me.
It wasn‟t fear of Bob that promoted the conversation we had that night. It was
more being pissed at Judy for setting it up. Of course, she could‟ve pointed at a kid she‟d
never seen before and said, “Bad kid, Bob!” He would‟ve torn the bastard apart just on
principles. Bob liked kicking ass, and he was good at it.
No, Bob and I settled things when I said I knew Judy was his girl, and she was too
tall for me, anyhow. “Besides,” I added, “I‟m actually more interested in Debbie Miner
than Judy.”
Debbie was a really cute brunette I ended up taking to our prom. She was a sweet
girl, very pretty, very, very well built, and I wanted very much to kiss her. I also wanted
to “get some tit”, „cause she had nice ones. It was primarily my ineptitude, although
Debbie was a very nice young lady, that kept it from happening. I know she liked me,
but I couldn‟t find a way to pull it off. I bought her an expensive dinner at Dine‟s
Restaurant, one of the nicest places in town, and took her home.
We never dated again. I don‟t know why, but I have a comment to pass along to
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