Unwanted Meeting (Socks CXL)

Time went by. The twins went to work with Grunter a few times with nothing remarkable happening. Meetings, dinners, trips to Gina's, and her stubbly ankles became commonplace.
Then after one particular meeting Grunter and Stubbly followed their routine of food and drinks.
A pair of smooth ankles came to the table, "I see no ring on this woman's finger. Where's your wife?"
"What do you want?"
"I want to expose you for the maggot that you are."
"Look, we came here for a quiet..."
The ankles turned a little, "Did he tell you that he's married?"
"Yes, I know."

Pretty Folds (Socks CXXXIX)

Pretty picked up the scattered laundry, talking softly, "How did we get here?"
She refolded the articles.
"When I first saw you walking across the campus, my heart fluttered."
Holding Boxer, "You swept me off my feet with your charm. Where did that charm go?"
She put Lar and Rar back together, "Five years of this is too much."
Pretty opened the drawer, "I've given all that I can."
She put Boxer and the twins in the drawer, "I don't care what the Fatman finds, I'm done."
A tear ran down her cheek, the drawer closed, footsteps left the room.

Pulling Wrinkles (Socks CXXXVIII)

Boxer taught Rar to pull the wrinkles out of himself. Rar became quite adept, but couldn't hold it as long as Boxer could.
"That's tough, I don't know how you hold it that long."
"You'll get better with practice."
All of a sudden Rar remembered that he didn't know where his brother was. Looking around he saw Lar hanging over the edge of the bed, "Hey, Lar. You OK?"
"Yea."
"Did you hear Boxer's story?"
"If you hadn't been laughing so hard, you would have heard me laughing."
Footsteps were in the next room, then Pretty walked in, "Oh crap."

Rebellion Part 3 (Socks CXXXVII)

"I left Grunter alone the rest of the day," Boxer continued, "but one other day I picked at him all day."
Rar's laughing slowed.
"That day, when he was by himself, I stayed straight. Then as soon as I heard him talking, I climb up his crack. The higher pitch the other voice had, the deeper I'd scoot."
Rar smiled.
"Every time before Grunter could drop his pants, I'd hurry and get myself straight. It was tough, but I even pulled the wrinkles out. Then I'd hold myself flat until he wasn't looking. We did that at least ten times."

Rebellion Part 2 (Socks CXXXVI)

"Before long, I was peeking over his belt on one side, and a third of the way down his cheek on the other. I could tell Grunter was trying not to squirm, so I put some pressure just above one testicle. That made his voice crack a little."
Rar was laughing, trying to get Boxer to stop talking, but Boxer wouldn't quit.
"By the time I finished with him, he was getting sweaty. He gave an excuse about having to make a call, and went directly to the restroom, and dropped his pants to his knees to get straightened around."

Boxer Rebellion (Socks CXXXV)

As, Rar listened, Boxer told his tale.
"One morning not long ago he stared in with the blow and sniff routine right away. He did it all the way to work. I got mad. I waited for him to get in a group of people to get my revenge."
"I could hear some woman talking about radio and TV cost per minute comparisons, and increased sales. When Grunter started talking I went to work."
"I shoved myself into his crack. He wiggled, and I traveled deeper. Then I moved around to one side so that his package was hanging free."

Unwanted Moisture (Socks CXXXIV)

"Is that as nasty as it sounds?"
"Sure is."
"I can't think of anything I like about this guy."
"That's not all, sometimes he doesn't shake off good enough, and I get a big, smelly wet spot next to my fly."
"He dripped on Lar and I once."
"I remember, I was there. I had a huge wet spot that night."
"That was you?"
"That moron stood in front of the hand dryer, blowing hot air on me till I was almost dry."
"I say it again, I don't like Grunter."
"When I get tired of him, I get even."