I was bare footed and so was he, a shiver ran through my body with his touch, I couldn't concentrate on the food any longer, all I could think of was ...Brad's foot touching mine, was this just a conincident or did he do it on purpose. I had to know, so I extended my foot towards his, I touched his foot, he moved it back, I was so embarrassed, I thought he was interested and I just made a fool of myself, then all of a sudden his foot moved back on top of mine, he lightly moved his foot on top of. We are having one of our special get-together’s, there are about a dozen people here. You are dressed in a shear peasant top, mini-skirt, and heels, no pantyhose or panties. The Party is in full "swing", the booze is flowing, and everyone is nice and loose. I have introduced you around, guiding you through the people with my hand on your ass, you clinging to my arm. It is quite clear to all that you are MINE. Every now and then I reach under your skirt and squeeze your bare ass or run a. ''Who gives a rat's arse as long as I get her in the end.''That's the spirit Winston, that's the spirit. And you will win out in the end, in fact she's probably having second thoughts right now.''Yes and in the meantime just what are my team-mates and the rest of the league thinking?''Does it really matter? Just accept it when I tell you that plenty of young men in here will be jealous of you at the end of the night. Meanwhile it's your turn to bowl, and don't expect to be too brilliant this. Newberg had a rule that you kept the place clean, and took out your own trash. No funny stuff allowed."You interested?" Mr. Newberg asked.Waylon said he might take him up on it toward the end of the semester. He had a long list of maintenance he needed to do to keep the truck running.Mr. Newberg explained that the winter break was always a slow time at the garage, so he'd be able to get a garage stall without any trouble. He'd also found a junk yard that had an airbag for eighty dollars, cash.