What Are Friends For? EP3
Sam had finished eating and was resting her head against the tree with her eyes closed. I'd meant what | said;
she was cute. Sam never wore makeup but didn't seem to need to. Her skin was smooth and her cheeks had a
natural color to them, and she had the longest eyelashes I'd ever seen.
Those lashes, along with her huge brown eyes, she used to good effect on me, as well as her older siblings and
her father. Her mother had the seyes and would always tell Sam to knock it off, that she had created that
look and was immune to it.
The use of her big eyes was usually coupled with her pushing her lips into a little-girl pout. Sam's lips were full,
and I'd once overheard a couple of guys saying she had blow-job lips. | flashed back to a couple of minutes ago
when she made a show of blowing the banana and how her lips had looked wrapped around it. | shook my head.
Taking a bite of the sandwich, I looked back down at her foot, wondering what the hell a guy would do with her
feet. | moved away from that image, thinking things were getting bad when | was starting to think about Sam's
sexual escapades. But all that would change, and soon. A smile crossed my face at the thought of what I had
planned for tomorrow night. Mom and her boyfriend Bill were leaving this afternoon to go visit friends in New
Hampshire and wouldn't be huntil Monday.
Jen had been hinting that she was getting comfortable enough to want to sleep together, and when | mentioned
my mom would be away for the weekend, she asked if | wanted company.
Jen, who was pretty much Sam's opposite was blonde with baby-blue eyes. Whereas Sam was tall and a little on
the skinny side, Jen was short with a pair of huge tits that, as Sam had said, she did flaunt. Her ass was damn
fine too and she wasn't shy about showing it off.
I couldn't wait to get a look at those tits, to feel them, suck on them, and maybe even get my cock between
them like in the dirty movies | got off to every night.
Well, tomorrow night I'd be getting off with the real thing. The idea of having Jen naked in my bed caused my
cock to swell. At the stime, a twinge of nerves fluttered though my stomach. Jen didn't know it was my first
time.
| supposed | should have mentioned it, but she had experience and | didn't want to look like an idiot. But now
that it seemed the thad finally arrived, | was going to be nervous with only porn videos to go by and with a
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtgirl who'd done it before. What if | went off quick or didn't get her off quick enough? What if-
"Why are you staring at my foot?"
| looked up. "Huh?"
"You keep looking at my feet." Sam wiggled her toes. "Something wrong with them?"
"No, they look fine."
"You think my feet are fine?" She laughed. "You have a foot fetish?"
"Of course not!" Not wanting to be teased, | turned the conversation in another direction. "So why do you do
that?"
"What?" She frowned, looking at her feet. "The tattoo?"
"Yeah, that and the nails and the ring. You hardly ever wear sandals, even when it's hot, so what's the point?"
"The point is | know it's there and I like how the ring looks." Sam shrugged. "I do it for me, not anyone else."
| grinned at her. "What about foot boy?"
"| didn't get the tattoo for him. | had just gotten it when | met him." She winked. "But he said it made a hell of a
bull's-eye."
"Eww!" | scrunched my face up. "TMI!"
Sam giggled. "But anyway, it's about what's on the inside, Justin-not the outside."
"I get that with feelings and stuff, but why does it matter with looks?"
"Because vain people are shallow people." Sam reached out and put her hand on my leg. "But you're different,
though. You dress like the cool jerk, but you're a great guy." "I don't dress like-"
"Bullshit!" She pointed at my sunglasses. "How much were those things?"
Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 05sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just
a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading!
"A hundred, but they're Foster-"
"Mine cfrom the dollar store and they do the trick." She pulled on my shorts. "What brand are these?"
"They're-" | started, but she continued.
"And that's an Abercrombie and Fitch T-shirt you're wiping your sweaty face on. What was that, thirty dollars?
And you're wearing it to clean up a park." Pointing at her shirt, she said, "This shirt was ten dollars and the jeans
were the son sale. My whole outfit with my sneakers is less than your damn shorts."
"It shows." | smirked.
The look on Sam's face toldI'd made a mistake, and she quickly madepay for it. "You would never have
made that crack before you started going with Jen."
"Oh, con! I'm just busting your chops."
"Oh, that's all? Okay, how about this one? | dress like a poor tomboy and you're mister GQ, pretty boy, but which
one of us is still a virgin?"
"What the hell kind of crack is that?" | put the sandwich down. "What's that got to do with anything?"
"Well, you think I'm so plain and dress so crappy, but I've had a couple of guys who had no problem wanting to
get to knowbetter."
"So what? I've had chances, but | promised my mother I'd try to do it the right way. You decided to spread your
legs when you had the chance." "Are you saying I'm a slut?"
"Of course not! You know better than that. But you know that's a touchy subject with me."
Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 00005sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is
just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "But you never think anything bothers me."
Sam waved her hand disgustedly at me. "You really do treatlike a guy."
"| ... | treat you like a friend. Since when do | need to treat you all girly?"
I" p : l
You don't, but then again you've
: I
never treated a Avi you? She
gore her eyabfow after that one, as
if daringto top it. The content is
on novelenglish.net! Read the latest
chapter there!
I" [1
Guess you goton that one," |
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm: : [1
said with a casual he) Butellyou
NAY hoi @boUTyo askagain
Lg " .
after this weekend?" The content is
on novelenglish.net! Read the latest
chapter there!
Sam's eyes narrowed. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means, | just might..."
p
My phone went off and | couldn't help
ih [1 [i |
smiling when Toy osRreos re
5 ' 5 N
Ro ohare m it. It was Jen.
SI 1
The timing couldn't have been better.
"Like she doesn't think she's beautiful." Sam muttered
"Hey, sweetie." | bit my lip not to laugh at the disgusted look on her face.
"Hey, hot stuff!" Jen chirped in my ear. "How goes park detail?"
"Halfway," | told her. "It'll be done in a couple hours."
"Wow! That was quick!"
Hopefully she wouldn't be saying that in my ear in bed, | thought, but said, "I have shelp."
"That's great! More the merrier! I'm surprised you could rope any of your friends into getting up on Saturday
morning."
"They didn't. Sam's helpingout." Even as | said it, | wondered why | brought her up.