“I just … I just busted a nut, man.”“What?!” Noah’s shriek echoed in his head. “What the fuck is wrong with you?!”“Back off!” Jaco... growled back. “That guy … He … up my ass and … he left money … a donation … I can feel it, inside me.” The statue’s rubbery insides quivered, his belly gurgling. “Ten euro … What a generous man. The charity sure will be grateful of that. Every little helps after all …”“Jacob?! What the fuck are you talking about?!” Noah’s loud voice in his head shook some sense. They looked brand new. Who ever they belonged to must have hated them. I had no idea why people gave away almost new clothes. Unless the previous owner died suddenly, I thought. I stopped thinking like that and just paid the six bucks for the two tee shirts and a pair of shorts.I turned around and drove the twenty miles back to Rosedale. When I arrived home I filled the gas tank. The plan was to measure the gas used, and then figure the miles per gallon. I knew that I had left home with a half. "Did you spike my gelato with Lacto?"She grinned."Bad girlfriend. I should be angry at you. Really, really angry."She stood. "Yeah, Princess. Let's go. Wind sprints?"Wind sprints were nearly impossible. Kinny's legs felt spent. Nostrength at all. He puzzled at this. It wasn't Booty Day. Why were hislegs so tired? Dance class?He sprinted for half a block and then walked. He repeated this forthree blocks and then announced, "New plan. Anabelle walks." You're supposed to do wind sprints." How does. Hispants bulged again in mere seconds, and he started to take his shirtoff. I wanted to watch, but I wanted more to be naked so that I couldscrew him until he couldn't walk. I literally tore my shirt off and then unsnapped my bra, letting myspectacular breasts spill out for his approval. His eyes widened as Ishucked off my shorts and panties and kicked off my shoes. I wasstanding there in all my naked glory, and he hadn't even taken his shirtoff. I fumbled at his belt as he took off his shirt,.