My brothers beer of course being another canned beverage that Chucks delighted in fetching. If we were out on the dock fishing or tending the yard and...got thirsty. ‘Numchucks, I need a cold can.’ And he would take off in a full run to the back porch and nudge the cooler lid up, stick his head in and pick up a can gently, ( soft mouthed). Then trot proudly back to you and wait till you took it from him and patted his head. You weren’t sure what you were getting if there was more than one type. Once in the garage, Stephie locked the door. The cars had been moved out of the garage, leaving it empty. Well, empty of what it USUALLY had. In the middle of the garage sat a little red wagon. And, perched on top of the wagon was a cage. And it wasn't hard for me to guess who the cage was intended for. The cage was a strange shape - it wasn't very tall - looked like I could put my head and chest vertical if I sat on my knees, but there would be no way for me to stand up in it. But it was very. The evening continued on like this for a couple of hours, laughing and flirting, but Josh began to assume that this was a far as this would go. It was probably better that way. They shouldn’t be together and he guessed that Lizzy thought so too.However, after consuming damn near a bottle of wine all by herself, Lizzy finally got up and moved from her spot across the table to sit right beside Josh.Lizzy caught Josh off guard by placing a hand on his thigh and speaking in a low sexy tone, telling. So that was as far as our relationship went. We were just, “Fuck Buddies.” After that, a matter of days, maybe a weeks later, I fucked her roommate Tracy. We were also friends and I was eighteen years old and always horney, as I guess she was too, as I guess all normal people are at that age. I stopped by to say hello and see what was up when I got the whole, “I like you” vibe from her. She was blonde with big tits, blue eyes and a little taller than me. We were actually leaving, on our way.