He loved waking me up to his stink, whether that meant him farting, or just holding one of his dirty socks up to my nose.Īround the same time that week our parents had to leave for 2 weeks to visit family and of course they were leaving mark in charge.f***.Ģ days after our parents left. Pprrttbbt “ooh sniff that up bitch” mark said with enjoyment.
I took a sniff and gagged it was then that i knew what it was.It was my brother. It was 2 weeks into the summer and I woke up to something on my face. I was 14 at the time and even though I had some muscle my brother, Mark was the god of jocks standing at a monster 6 foot 2 and covered in muscle at the age of 17
he’d always rub any source of stink on my face.
