Show me; show me too, John piped in. I am not stripping for you guys. You can look down the front of my dress only.” It was a start. We had talked a...out her exposing her body to others. Me more frequently than her, but occasionally she would mention in passing, maybe to see if I was paying attention. At the next stoplight, Boo asked John if he was ready. Of course he said yes. She turned to him, lowered the dress and bra straps and pulled both down quite a bit. “You like?” she asked John. “Oh. The uneven wallpaper on the other side of the wall crinkles, like someone is pushing on the layers. After several groans from the olden floorboards, the door’s hinges moan, as Clarence pokes his head out from the doorway. ‘Morning, sleepyhead.’ Karina starts pulling herself back against the bed as Clarence enters the room. Careful to close the door behind him, his steps have a methodical slowness to them. ‘I wasn’t quite sure when you’d wake up. Nevertheless, I’m glad you’re up now. Ha…not that. He would suck on yogurt packages while staring people down. He wasn't shy. One day I way laying in my bed on my laptop watching porn and grinding on a pillow and a message popped up from him on aol asking me what I was up to. I said nothing, he might have assumed that since I was online and not playing games I was probably watching porn but who knows. He messaged me back and asked me if I wanted to come over. Now I had never really had sexual thoughts about him before but I had a hard on, I was. . That's when I said, "You touch those shoes and I'll break both your arms!" in a joking and very non-threatening way. As cool as I could deliver it without my voice cracking.Okay okay, I'm not touching your sandles you pervy bastard. "What do you like about them?" Fred Flinstone Feet (FFF) asked. I answered with a question. "The Dr. Scholls or feet in general?" Remmy lit up. So it's true! Ya, Remmy. If it wasn't true, and I didn't like feet, you guys would look really fuckin stupid right now,.