Oh, my God! I cant
I cant believe you did this to me! Kyle said as he took off his gray canvass ball style cap and ran his strong hand through his short, straight dark hair. Then he folded his arms across his honed chest, and stood there, legs akimbo.
What?
This!! he shouted back, as he pulled at his heathered grayish blue tee that he wore over his gray beater. His tan chino cargos hung just below his knees. He tugged at them, too.
Your clothes? You dont like them and you think I had a hand in picking them out for you?
NO! THIIIIIS! he shouted as he jumped up and down. I couldnt wait to get his black Adidas ankle socks into my mouth, his black nylon Adidas runners to my nose, followed by his feet. I assumed since his fingers were rather long, so were his toes.
What?
This!! he shouted back, as he pulled at his heathered grayish blue tee that he wore over his gray beater. His tan chino cargos hung just below his knees. He tugged at them, too.
Your clothes? You dont like them and you think I had a hand in picking them out for you?
NO! THIIIIIS! he shouted as he jumped up and down. I couldnt wait to get his black Adidas ankle socks into my mouth, his black nylon Adidas runners to my nose, followed by his feet. I assumed since his fingers were rather long, so were his toes.