a date was arranged for the next outdoor boot-shining , where they would apply kiwi and spittle onto each other 's footwear . he asked , heading toward the drinking fountain in the hallway . there was no other carnivore large enough to threaten it . most were blank , except the first few . `` what is your middle name , by the way ? '' he opened up his mouth as though he would say something . suddenly , my hand went slack around the brush as her hand found its way to the front of my shorts . 