I just noticed a change towards the end that’s all.” “Was that before or after you stayed with the guys instead of talking to Sam with me?” ...��I thought you might want a break from it all.” She scoffed, “A break? She’s my friend, Marcus. Yours too, you could have come over.” “I talked to her and Gabe later. Why don’t you come right out and say what’s really on your mind because this is a helluva a lot more than me coming over to see Sam.” “Okay. Where were you last night?” “What the hell. I sat up slightly and noticed a significant bulge in his pants just outside my window and began to wonder if he was some foot fetishist. I realized that I was probably right on target as his moans were nearly orgasmic. “You can take more if you like.” I said. “I think my feet are enjoying the attention.” I wiggled my toes and he jumped on the opportunity, clicking away at every angle possible. Soon he stepped up onto a large cement block that was next to my car and was standing straight up,. If my brothers or just about anyone else had called me Fart Face, I would stomp them a new asshole. I found it funny now when she said it. Lainey was going through the same experience I was, and we bonded over the adrenalin from the pain and humiliation. It made the experience so much less scary to have a friend who was doing it with me.“They probably had it worse in the old Quaker days,” I joked to Lainey that the girls had to ride like this in the back of an old horse-drawn wagon through. I don't have time to waste in these skanky-ass clubs you go to. I'm not gonna wait next time, you tell that bitch of yours to put some fire under that ass hurry next time."It was the first Friday night Charlie had had off in a month. Working in a convenience store didn't keep your weekends open. Though it did usually allow you to sleep in late every morning. He had been working full-time there for nearly a year, since he got out of jail for possession of acid, which is a felony. He had been in.