‘Those kind of seats always make me feel queasy.’ Jake laughed again and found a diner called Spooner’s that he and Cam had been to a few times... They had good food and quick service, and Molly was delighted with the 1940s theme. ‘I love film noir,’ she said, looking at the pictures on the walls. ‘I have a bunch of DVDs but never have time to watch them.’ ‘My aunt watched so many of those she got depressed.’ Jake leaned back in his seat. ‘She switched over to romantic comedies for a while.’ ‘I. "I don't need the grade that bad." I askedher if I could massage her feet. She thought about it for a second, and said if she could use that asextra credit. "Sure." I responded.I knelt at her feet and undid the laces carefully and slowly, as if unwrapping a crystal vase. I savoredevery moment of it, as I removed her pink feet from her cotton shoes. Slight creases from being in theshoes all day covered her feet. Her toenails were painted pink. The smell of her feet being in hershoes for a couple. A couple of things changed my thinking fairly early on in my new bachelorhood. First, I wasn’t sleeping well. I was able to get to sleep, but I was waking up at all hours of the night with my mind operating at full speed. I tried to find things to think about that would put me back to sleep, but I was mired in all kinds of weird thoughts that were tumbling around in my mind. I was trying to decide the difference between loneliness and being alone. A philosophical debate would take place for. A love machine, hotrod, meat, tool, feel free to insert your own word here) inside of me. The thought was just terrifying.Now, I said there were 3 virgins left from my senior class, and after Anna played with the one-eyed monster, that just left Vanessa. Vanni had a story just like mine. When I lost Anna to the virgin cause, I struck up a friendship with Vanni and shared the sex stories with her. We became close and often swapped fantasies.Now I know you must be thinking that if 2 girls made it.