"That's right...breathe nice and slow for me. Bask in the stench." It was an accident-I destroyed the soccer jock's pair of collectible sneakers. Now he says I have to repay him. I'm broke, so I'll be working the debt off. I'm his "sneaker boy" now. I go to his house every day after class to clean and polish his collection. But...he's doing something to me. He makes me sniff the shoes while watching him flex. He...