So after Kyle started back to school, I had more time on my hands. So, I was busy fixing peoples cars in the driveway for some cash to help pay rent a...d of course, score some more tweak. It was something I could do that I knew well and I could be amped yet still know what the hell I was doing. The old lady was glad I was getting more business, but little did she know that all summer I wasnt doing as much work because I had my hands full training young Kyle to be my little slut whore. By now he. . really like the ... connection that having this makes with my friends. My mom said to tell you that its design is brilliant.”Liya asked, “She didn’t squawk about you having painted nails?”“No, although she was surprised. Dad wasn’t too thrilled, but Mom said that it shows how much more open to friendship and girls I’d become, that boys and girls could be good friends. He thought about that, then agreed. He said that a boy with painted nails might get beat up when he was my age, but that it’s. "I wonder if you could help me."The man behind the cash register had his head buried in the sports pages of the daily paper when I approached him. He didn't seem too pleased about the interruption. But when he saw me, his face lit up. 'They probably don't get many blushing teenagers in here', I thought to myself."I'm looking for an anal lubricant."He looked like he was suppressing a grin. "Anal lubricant," he repeated, much louder than necessary. "Male or female?" Male or female what?" The. "Pete frowned at her for a moment, before reluctantly nodding. After that, he drew his gun from his belt and held it pointing straight up as he prepared to unlock the door with his other hand."What the fuck are you doing?" demanded Sammy in alarm."Pete, put that away!" exclaimed Sandy. "You're scaring me! If you're looking for Bobby you don't need that!"Pete glared at them. 'They're going to tell me how to do my job? The kid had a gun for god's sake!' he thought."Just go back to your car,.