He came back out and stood there again."I know just what you need," he said. "Be right back." And he disappeared again.He came back out a few minutes ...later carrying a large basin. It looked rather heavy, and as he carefully set it down in front of me, I saw it was full of soapy water. Rising steam told me it was hot water.I looked at him curiously. He knelt, with the basin between us, and picked up my left foot. My eyes widened as he carefully lowered it into the steaming water. Oh, that felt. " Oh come on, I heard you on the phone, and you are totally in love. ItsOK, if you don't want him I'll take him!" Hey, he is all mine!" Laura laughed and the girls joined in.Laura went on to gush about Brad. He was gorgeous, sexy, smart, and agreat kisser! As the minivan pulled out of the driveway, the girlscontinued to talk about Brad. She detailed their dates up to this pointgoing over what she had worn each time and gave specifics about thefirst time Brad had kissed her. This of course. It was my male bravado that I fantasied it to be true.When satisfied with her taste I lay her hand back on the inside of her thigh, high up upon her pale skin. When I looked back into her face, she looked surprised and I could read her attempt to decipher my actions, to read what was my intentions. To be honest, I had no intentions, I simply wanted to enjoy this mysterious woman and I thought nothing else but my own selfish pleasure.Still she didn't move so I leaned over and placed my lips next. Toasted poptarts, can of Pepsi. Poptarts, those are okay, make your mouth dry as shit but whatever. Pepsi? What a drink. It's honestly illegal how good it is, the tolerable carbonation, sweeter flavor, the refreshing cold liquid down your throat. Coke fans are out of their fuckin' minds this shit's legit. And for you, an avid Pepsi fangirl, too many jerk off sessions, accompanied with a can of Pepsi has caused some classical conditioning, so now when you have a can, you wanna fuck. You can.