The store was gone, closed; boarded up and abandoned. Porn sex “I like the guys on those packages,” Joe said, confidentially, leaning in very close. For an hour or two, he walked around jerkily, trying not to cry. Sorry I got the smalls.”
“You are?” Kyle asked. I think,” Kyle said. A bit of silence. “Yeah, I want to look at you again,” Kyle said. Kyle flipped the package back over. Kyle turned around and hugged his skinny torso with his arms. They stayed in this position for such a long time that it felt to Kyle like he was not quite there anymore, like he was looking at himself in a movie on television. He asked. are you sure they’d fit me?” he asked. He smiled and rubbed his big hands together. His trance broken, Joe said, “Yeah, stay right there.” He turned and dashed to the underwear section. On his eighteenth birthday, Kyle walked all the way to Ridge City for the first time in weeks, in the tightest blue jeans he owned; underneath he wore the red bikini underwear he had bought on their first day together in the changing room. He felt as if he were going to cry, too. “I want to see you from the back. He was shaking with pleasure.
