Chapter 12
Nate
On the way to school, my Porsche started to stutter. I frowned. What the hell? A few meters further on, the car stopped. My eyes went to the dashboard. Great! I was such an i***t! I’d forgotten to fill up the tank. f**k! I hardly slept last night because a certain mouse had haunted my mind. I’d jerked off three times to get some peace from my d**k. Damn! I hadn't paid attention when I drove off. I already was way past the gas station. Now I was stuck halfway between my house and school, and my mood wasn't the best.
"f**k! f**k! Fuuuuck!" I ranted and pounded the steering wheel. Then I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket and called Kent.
"What's up?"
"I'm halfway to school," I grudgingly replied. "No gas."
"f**k, Dawg, did you forget to fill up?"
"Stupid question, f
