Mr. Mann-1

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Mr. Mann Homeroom: I’m old enough to do what I want with my body. I’m not seventeen and under age. I can make my own decisions. I know what’s out there in the world, even if I’m just a pup. Beware of and behold Nicholas Jardon! Take me for who I am. Squeeze me. Hold me. Kiss me. Love me. And when I’ve had enough, I’ll just have to push you away from my tender skin. I piss before English class. Check myself out in the mirror: chestnut brown-colored hair, aqua-colored eyes, slim build, cleft in chin, buzz cut, leather choker around my throat, 190 pounds, approximately six-foot tall. I’m in the jock clique; football is my passion. I’m a senior this year at Newberry High School. My last year. And I drive the coolest car: a red Mustang with blue-tinted headlights. Actually, I’m a pretty norm

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