Maria and Gary showed up at my house the Friday night after my first week without Aurora to cheer me up. I resisted. I fully intended to be depressed ...nd in a bad mood.“What in god’s name are you doing here, Maria? Is that Gary trying to hide behind you?” I growled at my colleague and friend. “Don’t you know it’s Friday night when young, randy people are off hitting the Honky-Tonks downtown and getting laid?”“Doc, you have been in such a bad mood all week since your woman went back to Chicago,. ”Jason sobbed, his shoulders shaking as Aja held him and caressed his hair. Gradually his weeping subsided. Aja kissed tears from his face and handed him a facial tissue. “Feeling better?” she asked.He nodded. “It feels like a weight’s been lifted. I still feel guilt, though.”“I had an albatross of guilt around my neck for years after my parents died. I was convinced what happened was my fault.”“It wasn’t ... it couldn’t have been. You did everything right.”“I know I did. Yet, the guilt still. .. Shit! I’m such a bitch, stuck out here in the middle of nowhere for the summer while my parents are in Texas. This really sucks.”“Why didn’t you go to Texas with them?”“Are you kidding? Texas in the summer? The temperature there has been over a hundred every day since they left. Think of this town and its population, only spread out across another hundred square miles. There’s even less to do there than here.” She was a little pouty, but she’d sort of apologized to me and I was feeling .... Especially when the toes are all perfect, and the toenails are painted. Well, my sister knowing about my fetish, decided to be cute and she dared me to suck on her friend Nichole’s toes. I got so damn embarrassed to do this. Since it was a pool party, all the girls were barefoot, and me being around 25 barefoot girls, I was totally horny, and shy. I was excited to get to suck Nichole’s toes, but I also was bashful. I also was a bit concerned that I could possibly get sick from doing that.