ong walk home. "Thanks, little brother, you really bailed me out," Scott said. Tommy looked down at the nasty welt crossing his chest, and then at his brother' s bruises, cuts, and scrapes. "Fet about it," he said. "Let' s talk about how we' re gon even."
And all the way home, that' s all they discussed.
SED PART: Revenge!
Several weeks had passed siommy and Scott had been brutalized by the three rogue roadies, Gus, Ben, a the local fairgrounds. Tommy and Scott' s bruises had healed but not the emotional aftermath of their beatings: Tommy was still full of shame and humiliation, remembering how he had allowed his little brother to take a whipping to save himself further punishment. But for Tommy, who had just turned 16, the only feeling was anger - he ached to get back at those three goons and give them a taste of their own medie.
One night, while surfing the I, Tommy couldn' t believe his eyes: The three roadies' tour was doubling bad would soo a fairgrounds just a few miles away. This was their ce for revenge and Tommy feverishly started putting together a plan.
Tommy was a straight A student and much brighter than his older, hunkier brother, who was the official jock of the family. Tommy quickly put together a plan and talked his big brother into going ahead with it. First, they' d need some bait, and for that, they were going to need Scott' s friend Steve. Steve was a championship wrestler and swimmer. At first glance, he looked like your average high school jock - average height, average build, nice smile, wire rim glasses.
But Steve had a secret on, the most awesome set of abs iate. He worked them fanatically, doing 1,000 stomach-ches every night, along with regular weightlifting and strength training. Steve' s perfect six pack looked like he had two tightly coiled steel bands running down the length of his belly. Tommy khat once Gus, Ben, and Ted got a look at Steve, they' d want him iorture chamber.
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