[3 Years Ago]
"Is this the right dorm number?" David asks Delilah he carries a box full of her school supplies. Delilah walks along down the hallway of the college dorm, looking at door numbers. "No, it's the next one, 78. That's 75."
"It WOULD have to be a co-ed dorm" Mac says behind David, carrying her last suitcase full of her belongings. "Haha, yup. I wouldn't think too much of it, bro" David says to Mac. "Del's a good girl and she can take care of herself. She'll probably get hit on by girls more than guys, anyway! Hahaha!"
"Not making me feel any better, man!" Mac says in a worried tone.
"I can hear the BOTH of you idiots, you know" Delilah says as she brings out her key for her dorm room door. "Relax, ok? My roommate is gonna be Sandra, anyway. She'll be watching my back, hehe. It doesn't even matter, because YOU'RE the only guy who's allowed to hit on me."
"Aww, well I'm flattered and all, Del, but I ca—"
"Very funny, David" Mac says to David, who cackles back at him. Delilah sighs a giggle, and finally unlocks the door, opening the place where she will reside for the next few semesters. Inside, there are 2 twin size beds layered on each corner of the room. Near the bed on the left side, is a cluttered mess of clothes and backpacks scattered over the sheets; definitely Delilah's side of the room.
"You can just place that box near the foot the the bed, Dave. Thanks, bro!" Delilah sweetly says to David, who carefully places her box down. "Your parents already got the rest of your stuff here, right?" he asks her.
"Yup! My mom had my dad have his moving truck and a couple movers get all the heavy stuff here 2 days ago" she says as she sits down on 1 of the 2 chairs between the beds. In front of those chairs is a desk table with a unplugged laptop that belongs to her room mate and best friend, Sandra.
"Kinda convenient that your dad owns a moving company. This is a save on money big time!" Mac says to Delilah, who chuckles at him. "Yeah, it's almost like he planned this out years ago or something" she says, bringing her legs onto the edge of her bed. She is wearing a black T-shirt, blue jeans that cut just below her knees and her worn out low-cut black and white converse sneakers with no show black nylon socks. Mac makes sure that he sneaks in a couple of good looks at them.
"Should be everything, ain't it?" David asks Delilah. She looks around and ponders a bit, then smiles while saying "Yes, that is the last of it. I got everything I need. All I gotta do now is just get all this shit together, and I'm set! I'll get Sandy to help me out. She owes me for helping her set up that table."
"Where is Sandra, anyway?" David asks her. "She's at her advisor's office getting some last minute changes for her schedule. Should be up here in about an hour or 2" Delilah tells him.
"Sweet, then, I guess that's it, then?" Mac asks her as he slowly looks at David. "Mmm-hmm, that's... that's about it..." she says as she looks at David as well. David looks at Delilah, and then at Mac, and laughs. "Oh, ok, ok
aaay
, I get the hint. You children wanna be ALOOOONE."
Delilah laughs as she gets up and runs towards David, hugging him tightly. "I'm gonna miss the hell outta ya, you dork." David returns the hug with his own, picking her up. "I'll miss you, too, Del. Kick ass for us while you're here, ok?"
"I promise, bro. Thank you for all the help" she softly says, holding back her emotions. David breaks the hug, and leans over to Mac, a tear escaping his eye as well. "I'll uh... I'll warm up the car, man. Let the AC take over, yeah?"
"Sounds good, bro" Mac says to him. "I'll be down in a bit..." With that, David makes his leave of the dorm room, and heads back down the hall to the elevator.
Mac turns his attention back at Delilah, who absentmindedly begins to twirl her left foot around the inside of her sneaker, letting her nylon sock covered toes fiddle with the laces. Mac can only sigh at the thing he will miss the most about her, and moves in closer to her. "You know... if someone would have told me that I would've met the coolest, most beautiful girl I have ever known when I was 12... I would've blocked them on my Facebook" he says.
Delilah giggles and says back to him "And if someone would've told me that I would meet the most charming, down-to-earth, sexiest guy I have ever known when I was 12... I probably would've never gotten these socks. Hehe..." As she says that, she takes her left shoe completely off, and places her nylon-sock covered foot on top of his own right sneaker. He sighs again, causing her to curl her toes inside the tongue of his shoe.
"It's gonna be a long Fall semester for me" Mac says as he gasps from the feeling of her toes digging inside his shoe, a habit she picked up during their foot fetish adventures. "It is... it's gonna be weird not walking to school with you anymore..." As she says that to him, she begins to slowly rub her foot all over his sneaker, showing it a special love it has for it.
"It's... it's not fair, Delilah..." he says to her, whispering.
"What's not fair, tiger...?"
"This... you... just having to leave just RIGHT when we... right when we..."
"I know... I know, Mac... but this is something we had prepared for..."
"I don't know how I am gonna get through this first year without you, Del..."
Delilah hugs Mac, bringing her arms around his shoulders. She then wraps her foot around his shin, and flexes her socked covered toes into it. Going on pure emotion, she looks at him and says softly "Mac... you fucked my feet hard that night... and it was the most amazing experience you have ever given me. That was the night you and I became official. That was the night you finally became my boyfriend."
Mac softly grunts, feeling her foot caress his leg and listening to her honest teasing through her words to him. He hugs her back, and kisses her forehead. "I'm scared, Delilah... I'm afraid."
