Help Kelly out?

As you approach Kelly, you can't help but admire her figure behind her. Her ass looks perfect in her light blue jeans, which hug tightly her curves. As for her chest, you can even notice the size from behind her. You can see that today she decided to put her hair up, a look that most men love.

"Hey Kelly." you greet her.

"Oh, hi John." she replies, glancing back at you, before returning to her lock.

From the look of things, she can't remember the locker combination. Turns out that you both share the worst case of forgetfulness.

"Need some help?" you say, leaning over to the next locker.

"I forgot my code...I'm not sure how you could help me out."

"Let me have a shot at it." you say, although you have no clue in the world on how you can get her lock open. You could try to break it, but some part deep inside you knows that wouldn't go over very well.

"Well..." she says, looking at her locker and then back to you "Okay.".

You frantically try a series of random numbers, twisting and turning on the knob but nothing seems to work. Before you know it, you hear the bell ring and the unmistakable sound of a student stampede outside.

"Oh well, thanks for trying John." she says, a disappointed look quite apparent on her sweet face before she walks out.

Ugh... Well, now you feel like a total dweeb.

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