Are you our brother?”I stood there for a little, and said, “Yeah?”“Good,” said Heather. “Ladies, show him how this works.”They walked ov...r to a slit in the wall. The wall pushed open to be one of the closet’s in the classroom I was in before. A closet in the back of the room opened to this secret room. It was a comfy room. Beds with plain cushions lined the left side wall from the entrance. There were five or six. On the opposite wall, school desks. The far wall had a fridge I would assume be. It looks like it's going in but the angle is off and the black bounces of the cushion at the side of the pocket and it rolls away. Gutted. The black is lined up perfectly and Traci easily pots the black."I win" she says with the most devious smile on her face. "No way you lost" Marc laughs, as he and Zoe come over to us."Traci's actually pretty good" I say trying to brush off the defeat."Imagine loosing to a girl tho!" He teases."It's not all bad!" Traci says winking at me."So what you guys up. The seam of her nylons ran across her cute toes.Ricky began working her feet, digging his thumb into her arch. "Oh, that feels good," Jen said at the sudden pleasure. Ricky worked Jen's toes back and forth, rubbing this thumb over every ache in her soles. "You ARE good at this," Jen purred, closing her eyes.Ricky massaged Jen's feet for a long time. She kept her closed, enjoying every second. Ricky slowly and subtlety changed from massaging to caressing, his fingers running lightly over the top. Quite the contrary. No, the trouble was that Janet hadn't made any friends either.Now, you might think that, what with moving every one or two years, that my sister and I would be pretty close. Hah. Though less than three years apart in age, and despite having so much shared history in so many strange places, we'd never bonded with each other. For Janet's first rule about friends is that they didn't include her younger brother. I was the pile of dirty socks that somehow was always in her.