he figured he could make it by the middle of the afternoon if he pushed it . the afternoon was warm but not hot . she dragged her tongue over his eraser-head-hard tips , licking herself off him . a thrill of adrenaline went through me . sighing heavily he shoved his hands into the pockets of his coat . the worried ones were inches from my face , mouthing my name . anything to relieve some of his inner torment . i felt i was finally starting to really understand him . billys excitement about the race was short lived . 