Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

What Are Friends For? EP1

NEW STORY: What Are Friends For?

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"Jeez, people are pigs!" Sam said from behind me.

"You can say that again," I replied, looking at a dirty diaper that was stuck in a bush. "Christ, I'm glad I'm wearing gloves!"

Gingerly pulling the diaper from between the branches, I dropped it in one of the two large green trash bags I was dragging along with me. The first was for cans and bottles, the second for any other garbage I found. "What was it?" Sam asked. "Was it grosser than the nasty sandwich I found that almost made me puke?"

"It was a diaper." Turning to her, I grinned. "With nasty clumps of shit, so I think I'm ahead in the gross competition."

Sam straightened up from the bush she was behind and shrugged. "Okay, I'll give you that one, but only because we're not done yet and I have a feeling I'll find worse."

"We'll see." I pointed. "Remember, winner pays for the next horror movie we check out."

"Then save your money. There's a new crappy-looking zombie thing out next week." Sam laughed. "And this time I want a large popcorn, no cheaping out, Justin."

"If that's the case, I won't go easy on you. I want a slushy and a box of duds."

"You're dating a dud, why would you want a box of them?" Sam grinned, waiting for me to take the bait.

Unable to help it, I said, "At least I'm dating someone. When was your last date?"

"I'd rather be alone than with a bitch," she replied, removing her Red Sox cap and wiping the sweat from her forehead.

"Jen's not a bitch. Why do you always call her that?"

she is. Maybe you'd see it

say?" I laughed.

fact, everyone knows. It's

flaunt them." I smirked, knowing it was a touchy

Sam snapped, biting on my joke. "I just don't strut around showing

know," I said, pointing to the pink Red Sox T-shirt she was wearing. "Is that your brother's? It looks

She walked around the bush, dragging her trash bag behind her along with the backpack she'd brought. "I don't need to show what I have." She gave her head

have an ass in those jeans? I could have sworn you left it

back of the baggy

"What are you doing,

Saturday helping you score brownie points for that little snot, and you're making fun of me!" "Whoa!" I put my hands up defensively.

stopped in front of me and dropped the bag "But I get a little tired of the jokes sometimes, and not just from you." She sighed. "At least you don't call me a dyke." "I'd never say

her hand. "I should just look at the source

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with Dave. Next time I see him, I'll tell him to cut the shit

she told me. "Those two idiots are like

"Matters if you're mad."

for me."

they're for helping to pick up bottles and skeezy trash, too." "Yeah." Removing my sunglasses, I pulled my shirt up and wiped my face. "I appreciate it, Sam. Tell you what,

raised her eyebrows.

and I'll even splurge for two drinks instead

and this girl will get spoiled!" Batting her long lashes at me, she widened her big brown eyes. "Thank

pushed her lips out in a

not fair,"

please?" She then made her

you can have snowcaps, but we share

She clapped her gloved hands and jumped up