I suddenly realized that feet really were a possibility. I soon worked my way past her ankles, and up her calves. When I got to her knees, she turned ...ver on her face, so I could kiss, and lick, the back of them. I continued up the back of her thighs, to the place where her gown, and panties had rucked up, onto the cheeks of her ass. I took advantage of this, to kiss and lick her ass. That's when she turned over again. I went down then, to work on the front of her thighs. When I got to the top. “She’s taking the same Junior Lit class I am.”“I thought you were a sophomore,” I said.“I thought you were a freshman. Do you think you’re the only person in the school who gets advanced placement?”“How do you get advanced placement in an English class? I want to take them all.”“I thought you were into math.”“No. Math is easy for me but I want to be a writer.” I’d managed to divert the conversation away from Francie.7 December 2018I’m only using one crutch today. The treadmill has done wonders. The team would either be sold or go bankrupt. He and the rest of them would be sold for scrap if anyone was dumb enough to want any of them. He was still looking at the ice, long after his own team had left, long after the PA announcer bade the fans a safe trip home, and had been greeted with obscenities. Once you could have brought your children to the Coliseum, and they wouldn’t have heard a word they wouldn’t have heard in Church. Now, it was an aural pigsty. One drunken fan came lurching. ”Brad was startled by the sudden appearance of a bounding, playful dog. “Max? Oh my God, it’s Max! Hi Max, hi my buddy!” Brad exclaimed playfully rubbing his silvery jet black coat.He barked several times, furiously wagging his long tail. Max whined and whimpered, circling Brad, his long-time buddy. He picked up the stick Max had dropped and threw it as far as he could.“The countless hours you two spent together... , “ Laura fondly remembered. Max fetched the stick and returned it for another.