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Cogan compared his fists with mine his were larger with scarred skin. I compared his face to an ape he didn't smile but stared at me you want this? he said showing me his fist. Not today I have already eaten I said by reply. He smacked one fist into the palm of the other. Any time you fancy your chances he said I’ll be waiting for you after school. He thumped his palm again and walked away. I watched him go never hit a person with glasses on my mother always said but in Cogan case I’d make an exception if he bugged me to. Helen had been watching over by the wall of the playground. What did he want? she asked looking at me through her thick lens glasses. We were comparing fist sizes I said. Why do that? she said. He tried to throw his weight about but I wasn't having it I said. She looked scared what if he waits for you after school? He's said that before and he never waited or showed I replied. But he might this time she said biting her lower lip. Don't worry about him the big hunk I've watched Roy Rogers fight on the TV I said. What if he gets you before you can get him she said. The bell rang for the end of recess so we walked back into school and up the stairs to the classroom. Cogan was sitting at the back staring at me as I sat down. I gave him a nod as I turned around and smiled just to get him angry and get him wild.
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Mar 13, 2017
Mar 13, 2017 at 6:43 AM UTC
GET HIM WILD 1955.
Cogan compared his fists with mine his were larger with scarred skin. I compared his face to an ape he didn't smile but stared at me you want this? he said showing me his fist. Not today I have already eaten I said by reply. He smacked one fist into the palm of the other. Any time you fancy your chances he said I’ll be waiting for you after school. He thumped his palm again and walked away. I watched him go never hit a person with glasses on my mother always said but in Cogan case I’d make an exception if he bugged me to. Helen had been watching over by the wall of the playground. What did he want? she asked looking at me through her thick lens glasses. We were comparing fist sizes I said. Why do that? she said. He tried to throw his weight about but I wasn't having it I said. She looked scared what if he waits for you after school? He's said that before and he never waited or showed I replied. But he might this time she said biting her lower lip. Don't worry about him the big hunk I've watched Roy Rogers fight on the TV I said. What if he gets you before you can get him she said. The bell rang for the end of recess so we walked back into school and up the stairs to the classroom. Cogan was sitting at the back staring at me as I sat down. I gave him a nod as I turned around and smiled just to get him angry and get him wild.
A BOY AND GIRL AT SCHOOL IN 1955 LONDON.
TerryCollett
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Mar 13, 2017
Mar 13, 2017 at 6:43 AM UTC
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