Sweet Jacob/glitched 5k/sideboob

Date: 7/27/2019

Jacob had come over and was hanging out with Jason for a long while. I didn't realize he had come over until he was leaving - I was walking into the garage and one of the garage walls was made of frosted glass with extra parking on the other side. Jacob was parked there and was going to his car to leave as I was walking into the garage. He saw me through the glass, looked at me lovingly, and mouthed a word to me that I can't remember. I came out of the garage and sat in the car with him and we talked while he placed his hand on top of mine. It was sweet. I congratulated him on his nice new car, I think it was a rolls Royse. He said he had tried on some of Jason's "jelly shoes" and really liked them. He left and I went to find Jason to see what these jelly shoes were. They were like clear acrylic converse hightops but the shoe part was purposely too big, like clown shoes, and the hightop part around the ankle was the "jelly" part - it had this squishy lining like those ergonomic gel hand rests on mouse pads. They were supposed to be a specialized shoe that focused on ankle support and keeping the feet flat. Idk. Cut to some kind of glitch themed 5k where some of the facilitators were carrying small tvs through the race. The race ended and the leader of the event started talking about the next one - a "fairy race" for kids, and was going on about how important it is for children to tap into their fairy selves. Cut to this family with a little boy named Chad. He was talking about how he wanted to change his name for some reason. I took it upon myself to barge into their house and see what was going on. Apparently I was friends with the older sister and she told me to go over there when she wasn't home. I walked in and announced myself, and their mom peeked around the corner of the kitchen and invited me in. She was beautiful in a simple way. She looked like she had just showered as she had a towel on her head and was wearing a loose cotton jumper. I could see her breasts from the sides of the jumper and it was strangely erotic. She was puttering around the kitchen, pulling items from the cabinets and refrigerator and simultaneously drying her hair with the towel. I kept stealing glances at her fixing her hair and leaning over exposing her breasts. Then Chad appeared, talking about how he didn't want his name anymore. I told him that his mom and dad had thought carefully about what to call him and had decided on "Chad" for a reason, and his eyes filled with tears. I knelt down to level with the toddler and went on to explain that names are powerful and every time his name is said, it's like a prayer. His little lip started quivering and he began to cry, like I changed his mind. I don't even know what name he wanted instead.