Suddenly Jodie kicks off her sandals and plops one of her chubby feet right in my lap.I looked up, startled. She looked at me with a wicked grin. "See...something you like?"I couldn't think of anything to say in response-- I would have denied it, but the words stuck in my throat because they weren't true, her foot, the red-painted toenails, the little piggies at the end-- I liked it all, I knew I did."I've seen you looking at my feet," she said. "I've seen how you watch me walk around in my. I was a bit stunned from being jerked out of what I was doing so suddenly and from being smacked by the door so unexpectedly. Because I was stunned, I could only stand there and stare stupidly at Tara as she yelled into my face about something or other. I think she was asking what I was doing so I used the scraper to point vaguely at the back of the door. She’s been around Mum enough to know what scraping paint looks like. I was surprised she had to ask. And why was she shouting at me?Waving. Chris could feel them too. They were small gas bubbles at first, but they soon locked onto the walls of her intestine. Her colon wanted no part in this and began to contract and rid itself of the excess air. That's when the painful cramps began. She moaned like a woman giving birth, staring at the vile men with pleading eyes."I think she wants your cock," one of the men stated."Well, I'll just oblige her," the large man said.In one quick motion, he removed his finger and plunged his stiff cock. You take the bags up and fall into bed and finish out your nap. Callie and I will put up the truck and bring up what's left." Uh? Oh, Okay." Paul opened the back of the van and pulled out two large suitcases. He carried the luggage into the elevator and to the door of the condo, pressed his hand to the ID plate and said, "Paul Brown."The female computer simulated voice answered, "Good morning, Paul. Your two lady friends have arrived."A look of confusion came over his face as he went into the.