.. all in the space of a couple of months ... what the fuck am I gonna do, Paul? ... Christ, I don't think I can afford even a fleapit in this town." ...e slammed his glass down on the table."Listen Pete, why don't you come and stay with us for a while?" said Paul. "Just till you find a job and get back on your feet." Really?" said Peter. He'd been to Paul's extremely desirable apartment quite a few times and the idea of living there, even if only for a short while, was not unappealing.The. " The next words from her shocked me."Take it off." What did you say?" I said 'take it off'." I'm not taking my top off for you." Well, if you don't take it off, I'll break both of the straps, and take it with me. You'll have to walk out of here half-naked unless you can find someone to lend you some clothes." Why are you doing this?" Because I want to and because I can. And because I like little girls like you. Now get it off before I smack you a few times and tear it off."The threat of. I want to try something.) Exakta66: Can I kiss your toes?Exakta66: You have such pretty feet.ClassyLady: i felt really goodClassyLady: mmmmmmmmmm that's niceExakta66: I hold your ankles and lift your foot to my faceExakta66: I take my tongue and delicately stroke the bottoms of your toes, one by oneClassyLady: that sends tingles up my spineExakta66: I kiss each toe one by one.Exakta66: I take each one in my mouth and stroke it with my tongueClassyLady: I smile at you.Exakta66: I rub your foot. .. it was old hat. They’d been here so often that Ernie just nodded.The Wendy burger was the last meal listed on the menu. It came with overdone fries served with watered and salted white vinegar. Even though they were eating in, the burger meal came to the bar in a paper sack.“Wendy! Four Wendy meals,” Ernie called as Frank walked the sacks out of the kitchen. Frank set the bags under the heat-lamp and headed back to the flatiron griddle in the kitchen. The smell of seared meat always had.