Okay, alright, fine...in for a penny and all of that.I made my way to the back of the line, just as the door to the booth opened and a heavyset man in...his late 50's stepped out, shit-eating grin on his face."Damn guys, that bitch is a Hoover. She swallows too!"Oh fuuuucccckkkk! Yes, yes she does -- I trained her well. DAMMIT! The next guy, a tall black man in his 20's went in and only a few minutes later came back out, giving everyone a thumbs up."Bitch just drained my balls, she must be. Welcome to my shop. And don't worry,from now on I'll call you CeeJay. I know you detest being calledClarence Junior. Sometimes parents don't have the slightest idea whata name can do to their children." What? How?" CeeJay, CeeJay, CeeJay. Weren't you listening to Shawn, when he told you the shop was run by a wizard? It was my idea to tell you up front, so I wouldn't have to repeat this boring repetitive scene. I can seeit didn't work. Oh well, back to the drawing board."CeeJay just. She said that would be perfect. I poured us both a drink and we sat on the couch talking. She kicked off her Crocs and put her feet in my lap.. She had pretty feet, but they were slightly dirty and a little smelly. I don't know exactly why, but the sight and scent of her feet was a huge turn on. While we were talking and sipping on our drinks, I began massaging her feet. She let out a slight moan and asked me to keep doing what I was doing. I continued to rub and massage her feet. She was. John, you got to believe me. I love you with my whole being. Hope you're there when I get home. Love you, Cara"I'm pretty sure that Cara didn't cheat on me with Ray, but now we had other problems. I went to the fridge to grab a beer when I heard Cara's car in the garage. I quickly grabbed another beer and opened them up. As soon as Cara walked in, I handed her one."A peace offering for all the shit I caused. I love you and know we can get by this if you'll stay with me. Cara, I'm a fool for not.