Chapter 16

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Josh rolled over, and nearly fell into the foot well in the backseat of the compact car.

"Shit!" Josh said in disgust, realizing he was not in a comfortable hotel bed.

Languidly, Josh shifted his body against the cramped space in the back of the car, and then realized he was naked except for his boxers.

"What the...?" Josh said perplexed.

Cautiously looking up, Josh saw the car was parked--and locked...thankfully...in a parking lot in a strip mall of some town. Puzzlement played in Josh's mind...where was Kirk? and what were they doing here? And where was here?

Josh yawned and shook of his doubts, reaching for the duffel bag on the floor that held his clothes...and found nothing. Josh looked at his pale white hand of slender fingers reaching into emptiness.

"Fuck!"

The suddenly rapping on the window caused Josh to sit upright and reflexively pull the red flannel blanket over his nearly naked body.

"You asshole fucker!" Josh snapped at the grinning figure...Kirk, outside the car.

Kirk opened the front door, and put his bag on the passenger seat, and then tossed the duffel bag to Josh. The bag landed on Josh, and then rolled into the foot well. Josh immediately leaned over, unzipped the bag, and grabbed clothes...his athletic pants, a T-shirt, socks. Underneath the front passenger seat, Josh saw his sneakers had been stashed out of sight. But what had happened?

Kirk had gotten into the car, started it, and pulled out...the car had been parked in front of laundromat. Josh quirked his eyebrows, befuddled that they were not at a place to sleep.

Josh was distracted though, rummaging through his bag, at last finding his black bandanna and matching ballcap which he quickly donned and adjusted.

The car was on the highway again, heading in the original direction...until Josh had woken Kirk to drive onward.

Josh playfully grabbed the visor of Kirk's ballcap to get his attention. Kirk pulled his head back, and Josh tugged more forcefully.

"Yow..." Kirk said, finally wrenching his ballcap out of Josh's pulling hand.

"Why were we...you doing the wash?"

"Yeah," Kirk said. "We've been wearing the same clothes over and over...they were smelling ripe."

"Oh okay," Josh answered. "You made sure you got all our clothes?"

"Yuppers," Kirk replied. "I even got the yellow stains out of your boxers. But the fecal matter was a different story..."

"You wisenheimer," Josh said laughing, throwing Kirk's bag onto the backseat, and then climbing into the front passenger seat.

Kirk began to move the steering wheel back and forth, hampering Josh's efforts to clamber onto the front.

"Hey, watch it Kirk," Josh said, shifting as he slid over the seat. After buckling the seat belt, Josh then casually brought his hand up under the visor of Kirk's ballcap in a quick action. Kirk's ballcap popped off his head, and Kirk pulled the car over.

"You drive Joshy," Kirk said with some annoyance. "I can't if you're going to play with my cap."

Kirk picked up his ballcap, got out, and simultaneously walked around the car to the passenger side, while putting on his ballcap, positioning it to the right. Josh unbuckled his seat belt, slid over into the driver's seat as Kirk got back into the car. Kirk buckled his seat belt as Josh did so, and then Josh put the car in gear, and pulled out onto the highway.

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