#236314 - My gazed wandered lazily across the room examining each girl with a near expert eye, (with all the practice I was getting. “How do you get all that in?” Jess just shrugged, “Practice, mostly,” she grinned, oh yeah, do you wanna got out with me?” “What?” “Do you, Rebecca, want to go out with me, Jess?” Rebecca paused for a moment, “Wouldn’t that, like, make us lesbian?” Jess nearly choked right there. That's why Jess had signed up for netball practice and, I would be staying behind (invisibly of course,) to do a little encouraging,) The lessons sped by and as the bell rang at three ‘o’clock I stepped into the boys toilets, flicked my switch, and stepped out to watch them practice.