Chapter 27“Thanks for the giant foot card.” Milo took off his coat.
“You like?” Tom Alan took off his sweater.
“Of course.”
What better card for New Year’s than one shaped like a big foot? Tom Alan had made it himself, traced his own foot, and wrote all sorts of naughty American and Japanese s****l phrases on it. Things he would do—like a coupon book—for Milo.
“We gonna do all them things?” Milo asked. “Here in my living room, on my futon, since, nice guy that I am—”
“Mmm.” Tom Alan kissed him. “You are.”
“I gave up the bedroom to the brute.”
“Right here is fine. We may not get to them all. Hopefully, some.”
“I don’t even know what half of them mean.”
“I’ll tell you. No, I’ll show you,” Tom Alan said.
“What a shame it would have been had it gone unused.”
They engaged in some hea
