Chapter 40 Chapter 40 Neighbors

Al Turner kicked the floor hard, he's fucking had enough!He kicked again, and the shout died away. He scratched his round and furry belly casually, and then reached into his underwear to grab the sweaty buttocks.The bloody hemorrhoids are really going to kill him!Humans can go to the moon, but they can't stop the pain in the ass.What reason! What the hell happened to that guy?What was it that made him cry so frantically?Al remembered that he used to be very quiet and seldom noisy.Well, yes, even before he moved here.When Al found out that Perry "The Titans" Darcy lived downstairs from him, Al introduced himself and asked for a football autograph for his nephew, asking him to sign some of his University of Michigan T-shirts named.Darcy was smiling at the time, and seemed slightly surprised that his autograph had been asked for.But the smile faded from Darcy's face when Al asked him to sign his Rose Bowl commemorative T-shirt.It might have been rude of him to do that to Darcy, but Al, who never cared about etiquette, didn't think so, did he?

He had never imagined that Darcy was so tall.Needless to say, rugby players look strong on TV, but it feels different when you are actually standing next to them.This kid is a fucking freak.At one point Al fantasized about going clubbing with Perry every Saturday when football season rolled around, maybe going to a game on Sunday.That Al Turner could hang out with the great -- if not the greatest -- linebackers wearing the yellow and blue Michigan jerseys like old friends would have made colleague Jerry jealous.But these fantasies were all shattered the moment I saw this guy.Because just standing next to the tall Darcy, Al felt as small as a 7-year-old child.He didn't want to drink with this freak.It's the same thing as watching those big tigers on a science show - just watch them on TV, don't go into the depths of the goddamn jungle and come face to face with them.

Al twitched in another wave of fiery pain, as if a goddamn hot poker had been thrust into his asshole.He furrowed his eyebrows and scratched desperately.The bloody hemorrhoids had already set Al on fire, but Darcy's screams downstairs added fuel to the fire.