"Oh," John began to realize that the man had witnessed the wholeconfrontation. "Oh, Umm, Walter, umm, I'm sorry that you had to seethat. I'm just... w...ll, I'm going to call for a ride, ok?"The man shook his head and took the handle of John's carryon. "No,you're not. I'm sorry, Bebe. Nancy was tired and wound up before weeven left the hospital. To tell you the truth, I think she's prettyjealous." John noticed that the man was missing several teeth on theright side of his smile."Jealous? Of. This wasn’t about slutting up or being objectified, of course—she’d simply planned to wear a costume Brian had never seen her in before, and moreover, one he would never expect to see her in. Typically, Chloe cosplayed emotionless and grim characters like Hera Victoria, a dark-haired professional assassin who wore a stately gray pantsuit and dual-wielded a pair of magical handguns. By comparison, Magical Doll Himari was a bright, fluffy, and naive character—there was no way Brian would. The smoothshiny dark reinforcement over the toes felt like silk in my mouth. Herfoot smell was so strong but I whimpered for more moaning, ?Oh Auntie!?She laughed at my state I was in and said, ?Good, that?s it smellAuntie's stinky nylons. Let the power of my nylons take control overyou. Breath in deeply? good boy, that?s it!?She turned and placed the bottom of one of her feet against my nose. Iput my nose directly under the dark reinforced nylon portion of hertoes, just above the ball of her. Since starting college, I’ve rushed head on into one party after another. I’ve stayed up nights and gotten drunk. I even made out with guys I had known very little about. It still came as a shock when I heard that some people consider me to be a slut. It’s not like I’ve slept with a score of guys but rumor has it that I have. I felt sick about that and since then I have stopped going to parties. They are just an excuse to get drunk and make out. My so called friends were probably the same.