”“As much as I used to run up in there with my folks, I’m surprised I didn’t see you.”“That’s because I used to come home on the weekend... from Nashville.”“TSU?”“Naw Fisk.”I pulled out the parking lot and headed towards Quisha’s, I had second thoughts about driving them there but I didn’t want to be thrown in the box for k**napping. I hate to be that paranoid when it comes to my own family but I don’t put much of shit past Quisha. I stopped a gas station and acted like I was going to get gas. I. . You have to know I am doing this for yourown good. Maybe you are a fucking faggot and don't even know it. We haveto find out for your own good, don't we?I love to see the lower lip of a fourteen year oldboy quiver as hestarts to cry. Watching a boy of that age ball is puredelight. He is tryingso hard all the time to be grown-up, and here we go andreduce him to a little baby once again. This poor boy kept trying to smile,to be polite andrespectful to the coach, and it was a hoot, those. After he finished, he told me to clean him up. Then he shut off the water and handed me a towel and told me to dry him off. After he was dry he started getting dressed so I dried myself off. After he was dressed, he took the towel from me and put it in his bag. Then he started to leave. I asked for my clothes and he said Ashley had told him to leave me naked in the shower for anyone to use and she would come back for me in a few hours. I tried to stop him but I couldn’t. I was left naked in a. Marcy laughed "We've got a long stretch of road". I wandered over to drive "Oh, no there sport". Marcy stopped me. "I'm driving. You guys just sit in the back seat and enjoy that Jack Daniels and coke we left for you and watch the scenery go by". Sounded good to me. I poured myself a strong drink, before making one for Jake. We silently tap our cups together in a toast and took a healthy swig. "Here's to it," I said quietly. "Here's to it" replied Jake.******* Part 4: GirlsWhen I was.