“We don’t use ‘em,” she replied. “Everything here is magneto equipped, with a pull starter. Check the tires on that trailer over there. Ther...’s a hand pump hanging on the wall if you need it,” she said.In short order the clothing and gear they’d brought, both of which were minimal, were loaded on the trailer. The bulk of the cargo space had been used for food. There would be a plane scheduled every two weeks to deliver supplies for the duration of their stay.The ATV seat was intended primarily. " Kenton said."Yeah sure let me ask my parental figures." i said.----Kenton was my best friend for about 4 years. He lived on the east side and i was more central Manhattan. we always hung out and the summer was no exception. It was never dull going to his house. When i finally got to his building, i buzzed up to the 4th floor. His dad was some exec and they had an entire two floor loft. It wasn't bad that he was rich, it just meant he had good food and a nice tv. Kenton greeted me at the. ..maybe" I said with a huge smile. When she saw how big I was smiling...she knew. She started to wiggle her toes and flex her soles nice and slow with this super sexy look on her face. Finally!! She gets it!! Still smiling from ear to ear, I said "ok (her name), you got me. You're right...i have a foot fetish" "I KNEW IT!!! I knew you had a foot fetish (my name). I wasn't to sure at first but after you asked me about my shoes the second time, I knew. So, you like my dirty feet huh?". I replied. Perfunctory! But then for a second time, with renewed interest, she swiveled her neck sideways to look at me and the spell was broken. Sharply I whipped my faced forward, only to sneak a quick look her way again to see that she was still looking at me, and slightly grinning. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, and started preparing something to say -- what I could not figure -- as if being asked to plead my case, when she was the one who instead chose to spark conversation. Leaning in my.