Out of the Alley By Rick Saus Rick Falls For an Amazon named Barb - in an Alley! Somewhere along the line though, I got up enough gumba to ask her if she'd mind me feeling it. She gleefully said "Sure!" and flexed her bicep as hard as she could. I could of sworn my tongue was hanging down to the ground, but for some reason I didn't trip over it as I moved around 90 degrees and forward a little. With a very shaky left hand, I cupped her perfectly round bicep and started to squeeze it – not hard, but just enough to feel it's resistance. It was incredible. I can visualize in my mind to this day how it felt exactly. Her bicep was as hard as anything I could of ever felt with skin around it and as I kept my hand there, she flexed it for me slowly and intently. Even at that young age, I knew sensuousness when I saw it! She was trying to turn me on! Know what? She succeeded. I got so involved telling everyone about my first meeting with Barb that I failed to describe her physically. She was what you would consider both Goddess and Amazon wrapped in a beautiful package. She stood just about 6' tall, weighed around 155 to 160lbs (ALL solid). She had the face of an angel with strong features, somewhat like Muriel Hemingway. Her body was an incredible work of art. Her measurements were 38-26-36. I know, her butt sounds a little small for her height – but remember, she didn't have an ounce of fat on her, especially in that area. She kept her glutes very tight and strong by lifting me with her legs a lot, then running. Her biceps were perfectly rounded 15" mounds like a softball (I'd say about that size). When she flexed them, the muscle would start to rise about 2/3rds of the way down her upper arm and rise up towards her shoulder as well as swell. Her quads were gorgeous, they measured 25" and when she held her leg out straight and hard, you could easily see the distinct inner and outer chords. The outer one rose at least two fingers side by side when laid against her knee. Her calves were a sensational 16". Picture a well muscled leg of a ballerina and then picture it 16" and you've got a good idea of what they looked like. The feel of her muscles was indescribable. As soft as her skin was at the surface, her muscles were rock hard just beneath it, I don't care where you felt her, her muscles had about the same consistency all over. Well, do you have a general idea of what I meant by Goddess and Amazon combined? Back to the story. By this time, I was shaking like a new born puppy, and Barb noticed this clearly, both in appearance and the way my hand shook while it ran slowly and lightly over the contour of her bicep. Barb placed her left hand gently over mine while still maintaining her bicep flexed and told me "Rick, you REALLY DO like muscles on a girl!" She said this in a very surprised but pleased manner and her smile grew even broader as she slowly flexed her arm slightly back and forth to make her bicep move under my hand. She kept her left hand on top of mine, almost as if she wanted to make sure my hand would remain there. I told her that I didn't know when or where this actually got to be more pleasant for me to see and actually feel than the soft tissue and bodies that most girls had. All I knew was that it "excited" me and I found myself secretly admiring girls who had them, like I did when she got on the school bus. Barb delighted in that. "You actually got excited when you saw me get on the bus? I've never had a guy tell me I excited him before, a couple told me just the opposite and it really hurt, Rick. You're so sweet. After school, would you like to walk me home? I live on Magnolia Street, would that take you out of your way?" God, this angel was verbally all over the place with genuine excitement in her voice – and I was the object of her excitement! Me! I wasn't the most popular guy in school, and for her to react this way towards me, well, I was speechless for a moment. She saw that and giggled a little, which made me feel a bit easier, I saw that she wanted this very much and she was perfectly honest about it, so who was I to disappoint her?! I finally removed my hand from her arm and she slowly straightened and lowered it, my eyes glued to it, watching how the muscles moved, I found myself wanting to memorize exactly how her muscles moved and flexed in any position or transient movement. She saw me watching and I think she intentionally lowered her arm slowly so I wouldn't miss anything. She smiled as I blushed, and she found this to be soooo cute. She hugged me for a few seconds and then we started walking out of the alley together. About this time, we heard the school bell ring signaling class change. We looked at each other and then our walk turned into a full gallop. We didn't go 50 feet when I noticed Barb getting ahead of me, and her image got smaller and smaller until she reached the school grounds, and waited for me to catch up with her. She laughed when I finally arrived. "What took you so long?" I had to admit to her that I wasn't the best runner in the world, for which she told me that she ran track for a couple years and there weren't too many people who could keep up with her, let alone beat her. She frowned a little. "Does this bother you, that I run faster than you?" she asked. "Heaven's no, in fact, I liked the view of your gorgeous leg muscles as they moved you right along, it was just a shame they got smaller as we went along because your lead kept extending." She giggled excitedly, turned around and raised up on her toes, exposing the most beautiful pair of calves I'd swear I've ever seen! "Do you really like my legs?" she asked. Hell, does a cat have an ass? "You bet I do, they're incredible!!!" I replied. She stayed on her toes for a few more seconds as I gorged myself with the close view of her legs, then she lowered herself and turned around. "We better go to class, see you after school, Rick! And, thanks, thanks for coming into the alley and talking with me and making me feel so important. It's something I haven't felt in a long time, if ever." She kissed me on the cheek and ran off, I was standing there dazed and frozen in my tracks. I couldn't conceive why such a beautiful girl would even want to give me the time of day, let alone show so much affection. I wasn't use to that from any girl I had ever known, at least not this suddenly. About this time, the school bell rang again and I was awakened from my trance. I got in a little trouble for being late for class. The teacher who was there wasn't my regular teacher, she was filling in for him for some reason and my excuse seemed to buy me her pardon, I told the teacher I found a girl crying and stopped to talk with her and see if I could help. The class suddenly exploded with jeers and sarcastic remarks, for which the substitute teacher immediately scolded everyone, and turned to me with a smile and told me it was a wonderful thing I had done. A couple of the kids murmured something under their breath which I and the teacher ignored and class resumed with no further disruption. I found out later that the substitute teacher was in fact the gym teacher Barb had when she ran out of class crying hysterically. She ran out after her but by the time she got to the door, Barb was long gone! God, that two legged deer could RUN!!! She kept me back after class long enough to thank me again and asked if Barb was alright, for which I told her she was fine, literally. [;^) I didn't see any more of Barb for the rest of the day until school was dismissed, and it had to be the longest day of my entire life! I couldn't focus on the teachers, my mind wondered with infinite detail about what happened from the time I went into the alley to the point where I watched her run for class. I must have rewound and played the entire scenario in my mind a hundred times or more, and I couldn't help but realize that this all took place within a matter of 15 minutes, and that I had the rest of my life to enjoy Barb. I knew at that moment that this was exactly what I wanted, I wanted to know her until I expelled my last breath as a carbon life form. - - - - - Look for "The Shortcut" Rick