RUN........

Evangeline followed, amused.

"Hey, I can't accept some half-hearted compliments about my looks without making sure the due compliemts are returned."

"Half-hearted? That is my lazy nature fooling you, my dear..." he pointed to the shed. "You don't want to get caught, you go behind the shed...or behind something in the shed.

Evangeline laughed.

"I could have asked a teacher and been told the classrooms and where to go to find spare pencils, and instead i ask the first hot guy i find and get the useful tips about where to go so as not to be caught making ought... Hmm, tough choice."

"I have more to show you, don't think this is the only place to be shown..." Michael smirked.

"I waas thinking that the tour was rather short."

Michael grinned. "I'll show you the rest of the sporting facilities..."

"That'd be lovely."

"After that...well, we'll see. On to the swimming pool!"

"You're the tour guide here, not me. I can't even walk in a straight line without bumping into a pole."

"All right, stop complaining!"

"I'm a girl, it's my prerogative."

"Either that or to condemn the whole male race, apart from the homosexuals that is..."

"No, just ex-boyfriends of the male race."

"Ah...are there many of them then?"

"Depends who you ask."

"I'll take that as a yes then."

His voice was dry, almost unimpressed. Or maybe put out.

"Don't. At last count there were only two."

Michael nodded. Relieved. At least it was less than his number of exes.

Evangeline didn;t mention that she normally didn't go for the whole dating thing. Flings were easier.

Michael was awful at dating. He usually got dumped for being too lazy.

"So, which way next?"

"To the left."

"Great," Evangeline smiled, following directions. She walked with rather swaying hips.

Michael tagged back a bit to watch her. Mm...

Eva was vaguely aware of him watching her backside, and she was subconsciously strutting more than usual.