Meet some more students

The crowd of students was loud as everyone was talking to everyone beside them. Some students were yelling across the bleachers to other classmates. Samuel's mind didn't register any of it. Just like before a big game, he was focused as if his very own thoughts could change the outcome before anything could even happen.

"So who do you think is going to be the highest?" asked Tom Jones giving Samuel a nudge with his elbow breaking his concentration. Tom was a good friend of Samuel. He, too, was on the football team. Tom was the running back.

"Oh you know it's either going to be Samuel or Sierra," said Allen Talloway from behind them before Samuel could answer. Allen was another football player. He was a wide receiver.

"Why them?" asked Tom looking back.

"Cuz every guy wants Sierra and every girl wants Samuel," laughed Allen. Everyone around them laughed as well. Even Samuel chuckled.

"Nah, I bet it's going to be Bessie," said Samuel pointing down the row of students to a large girl with black hair and a pimple covered face. Her real name was Alexa Holden, but everyone on the football team called her Bessie because she was the size of a small cow. "Allen back here would love to take her for a roll in the hay."

"What?! Come on man. I just ate," laughed Allen making gagging noises.

"Well, just make she eats before you do anything with her. I'd hate for your dick to get bitten off cuz she suddenly wanted some sausage," said Tom bringing on a fresh roar of laughter from his peers.

"But seriously, if I could bid, I'd bid on Sierra. I can imagine a few things she could do for me or to me," said Samuel bumping Allen with his elbow.

"You're damn right about that!" agreed Tom with several others nodding. Sierra Archer was the epitome of hot. She was a dirty blonde with more blonde showing making her hair look constantly like she'd been in the sun. Her tan skin reflected that look. She had sparkling blue eyes. Most importantly, she was the head cheerleader and had a body to die for. Her legs went all the way up to a tight round ass. She had a flat stomach accented by the two large mounds of flesh resting just above it. She was without a doubt a D-cup possibly DD. And she knew how to shake them in her cheerleader uniform.

"Yeah man, that sucks that we can't bid on anyone if we're being bid on," said Allen shaking his head as he eye-balled Sierra at the opposite end of the row from Bessie. "Mm, mm, mm."