Full Body Inflation

Half-time had just begun during a fabulous Sabres hockey game. The HSBC Arena was packed with fans cheering on our home team. Maxim Afinogenov and Chris Drury had been slapping pucks into the opposing teams goal like disk-shaped rockets. I had cheered on my favorite Left Wing hunk, Andrew Peters. It had been a wild second period and I was all fired up, mainly on a few 16-oz beers and a hot pretzel or two.

Mike rubbed his hands together, hoping that by moving around a bit he could ease the pounding of his heart.  He could hardly believe what he was about to do.  He wasn’t handsome, athletic or remarkable in any way, and he had never found any girls to be remotely attracted to him.  But in spite of being one of the most beautiful and admired girls in school, he had an unshakable feeling that Colleen was different.  She laughed at his jokes, she actually seemed to enjoy talking with him-in fact, he was pretty sure she was flirting with him.  So now, as he walked slowly towards her locker at the