finally unlocking his van argyle throws me in.
the interior was red velvet and had a record player with careless whispers queued.
"sheesh you got a nice ride"
"no talking in the fun zone"
i lean over across him grabbing his bong with stickers of hello kitty.
"ignore the lip marks on the rim, it's just spit"
"happens to me all the time lol" do you think he knows i've never smoked before? nah i'm playing it cool..
i start to chug the bong water
my eyes become red.
argie watches in amazement and copies me.
a strong grip on my knee brings me back from my high.
he giggled and moves it slowly down to my ankle.
"do you like that?"
"y-yeah"
he starts sliding off my flip flop.
i blush and wriggle
"that tickles" i say angrily
he ignores it and slips his fingers between my toes.
"oh my gosh" i muster.
he starts tickling under my heel.
"fuck that's it" i say to him
just as i was out to take off his boot, the van door swings open.
"jack?!?" i scream.
"in the flesh ;)"
"coach wants you back on the field."
"me? i've never touched a football before"
"you'll be great i bet"
"sorry args," i say sliding my shoe back on "duty calls" signing on with my two fingers flicking away in a salut.
"you'll regret that jack...." argyle says kicking his tires"
a/n 🌶🌶
