I wanted to know if she really wanted that foot massage. I remember praying to God she did. After a few after dinner drinks, we left for home.Upon arr...val, we walked in to find the babysitter asleep on the couch. My aunt walked up to her and realized that she was barefoot. “Those are pretty feet…..so smooth and I’m sure they don’t stink” she whispered to me. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing! Then what she did almost gave me a heart-attach. My aunt bent over and took a whiff of the asleep. Carl whispered in my ear that Sylvia was better prepared than either of us to explain the college to Drew’s father. He then told me to go see my roommate. Drew was in bed in light restraints, with an IV and countless cables attached to him. He seemed groggy. “They tell me I had what might have been a psychotic break.” “Well, you were acting weirder than normal,” I told him. I had hoped for a laugh, but he just stared. “Look, Drew, some wires got crossed in your brain. You got obsessed with. On my way to the airport my car breaks down (Chrysler's are junk) and I have to take a cab the rest of the way. The Team ended up giving me a ride to the dome. Apparently no one told the guys that Id be traveling with them and now I was actually going to be, at least for the first 2 nights on the bus, Darn it (yeah right).. you could see by the looks on their faces they weren't excited to have this blonde American poking a camera in their face and stumbling around with my horrible Portuguese. Helooked me up and down and steadied his gaze on my face."You like a real fucking woman you know; pity you'll have to get thatshit off your mouth," he said, and reached out and wiped most of mylipstick off my lips with his thumb."If I get any of that shit on clothes or face my wife will fucking killme and if the guys at work see it they will guess what I've been up to."I was quite taken aback by what he had just said and done, wiping mylippy away like that."Well Peter, I told you I am discreet..