“You know its Ashley’s birthday and I find it hard to believe you forgot when you had her.” Eric knew he sounded angry but he didn’t care. �...Oh.” The mother said and walked away. A minute later they heard the front door open and close. Ashley got so angry and frustrated that she ran upstairs into her room and slammed the door shut. Eric ran after to catch her but she locked the door. “Ashley; please open the door.” Eric pleaded. He didn’t know what she was thinking but he wanted to be with. Then I noticed him - a white twink with a shaved head, and tats. I was so surprised when I saw that he was chained to the toilet bowl by a pair of leg cuffs - one cuff around his ankle, and the other around a large pipe. He smiled at me lewdly, and I was so weirded out that I hurriedly pissed and went back to the bar. On the way home I asked Jay what the deal was with the twink in the bathroom. He told me that the twink was what was known as a "Honeyboi." Jay said that honeybois belonged to. Had she and her parents gone somewhere? Then why were two cars missing? I paced back and forth from one end of my house to the other for hours, like a caged lion. Finally, finally I saw her parent’s car pulling into their driveway. It was a just a little after noon. Her parents got out of the car, but there was no Jessie. I started walking across my yard over to theirs. When her mother, Gloria, saw me she walked over and gave me a hug. To say I was surprised would be an understatement. I knew. Friday morning I started to get ready. I took a shower and shaved my chestand underarms. Then I shaved my face as closely as I could. I then took abath and shaved my legs and arms. After the bath, I rubbed perfumed lotionall over my legs, arms, and chest. I quickly put on some makeup, threw ona miniskirt, a top, and some flip-flops and went to my local nail placefor a mani-pedi.This nail place is run by a Vietnamese family. I have been in there 2-3times before for pedicures and sometimes.