Chapter 1

It was getting on into October, which meant that fewer and fewer guys were coming to school barefoot. My boyfriend, Kevin Thibodeaux, was especially feeling the cool weather. He was from Louisiana, and said that it didn’t usually get down into the 50s there until December. To keep up our tradition of playing footsie at lunch, we both wore shoes on the bus in the mornings when it was cooler, and left our feet bare after gym class. A couple of other guys did this too, so it didn’t attract any attention.

We snuck out after school every chance we got to give each other hand jobs or blow jobs. I especially loved it when I was able to get high before hand, since pot made me really horny. Unfortunately, I didn’t have a job, and I was going through the money I’d earned the previous summer faster than I wanted to – it would need to last me the whole school year. I would either have to quit smoking or find a new way to get money, and a conventional job was out of the question since I wasn’t old enough to drive and didn’t want the embarrassment of my parents dropping me off and picking me up.

I did come up with one idea, but it would need Kevin’s approval. I broached the subject one day after sex. We had gone into the field behind my house. Since it was cool enough that we didn’t want to get all the way naked, and our parents were both home so we wouldn’t have time to get cum-stained clothing in the laundry, we had jerked off facing away from each other. After we came I rubbed my toe into the pool of jizz on the ground, erasing any evidence of our activities and ensuring that my feet would pick up a little more dirt on the way back to the house.