Oh that's right; you call yourself 'bi' here lately. I guess as long as it's a hole you don't care what you stick your dick in do you?"Peter didn't bo...her to answer. There really wasn't any use in trying to talk about his feelings with Mark. He now knew it had been a huge mistake to ever think that they could have a brother-to-brother talk about what was going on in their lives."Well, I've got another hole for you to fill up tonight. We're having a party over at Renaldo's house as his parents. " I'm Katherine and thanks for helping, but how are we getting to hospital?" she asked with a nervous laugh."As soon as I'm finished, I'll carry you to my car which should be less than a kilometre from here and then drive you to Calvary Hospital, if that's ok" he told her as he folded her shirt into a pad and applied to the wound, then wrapped it using his torn shirt as a bandage, incorporating the sticks either side as a splint."You can't carry me that far, I'll try and walk" she. No, probably not that many. But toomany. And I didn't have a single pair of socks. Well, that would changeafter Christmas. I hoped that wasn't also the end for my jeans dresses.Perhaps I could save them at Svenja's. Even if I would miss being ableto wear them at home.Hmm, maybe I'd better wish to get no new clothing for myself. It allhad its advantages - and disadvantages.Mom asked me about the shoe size, and I'd not forgotten. Mark would geta pair of sweet shoes.I now had enough jeans, some of. Her real name is Mingh, but I call her Winkey. He explained the progression of how her name had become her nickname. Everybody laughed and Mingh was becoming more comfortable in front of them."Mingh, honey, let's get Sam a beer. Sam would you like to have a beer?" Sam nodded and smiled. His smile got a lot bigger when Mingh reluctantly moved the pile of folded clothes to one side. His smile got a lot bigger when she stood. His smile was not as big as the tent in his pants as she embarrassingly.