They had only been out for 3 hours then decided to call it a night. On the way home she took her shoes off as the shoes were hurting her feet. Shortly...after apparently they all had to open all the windows as the smell coming from her feet completely filled the car and this was only from a couple of hours! I remember my mate saying, “They smelt so bad I had to hang my head out the window”. I wasn’t sure what to think from this story as I had no clue what feet smelled like or anything. I took the. I caught myself putting my hands on hips and admiring the now scrubbed clean piece of fuck meat hanging upside down and felt proud of the job. Ed didn’t let me stare more than a few minutes and yanked me back to a sitting position . he walked over and shouted at her ears “cunt , want more of the shit?” and I could see her head nod and Ed putting out some more dope for her to sniff . He looked around and shouted around “wanna see this fuck meat dance on her head guys ? like a rag doll?” “ Ya a. I was too cautious, and this seemed dangerous. But still, something caused me to slow down and pull off to the side. The man rose as I parked my car, and I noticed his face was partially veiled with some kind of clothing. Still, I was able to make out a worn smile with years of stubble surrounding it.“Need any help?” I offered, as I walked towards his car. “I think it just needs a jump” he responded in a weary voice. “Thank you so much for stopping. You wouldn’t believe how long I’ve been. We've got to get ready to go, and that, for us, includes straightening out our classes." Gotcha," said Stephanie. "If you commit to a press conference, I can hold them off until then. You guys need a PR person, or an agent, or something!" No thanks!" Warren laughed."Anyhow, Warren, I have to ask you--how much of the Enquirer story is true?" Some of it. We'll explain more at the press conference. We need to decide, between the two of us, what to talk about and what to evade. At least they don't.