Tom was something in those days. He was handsome, dashing, and, I might add, a good lay. I knew, after the first time that he fucked me, why all the girls loved him so much. His cock could bring such exquisite pleasure to a girl's cunt, that I personally know a dozen girls who would have died for him. I, of course, was the only one who did. I married him.
Things started to sour shortly after our marriage. Oh, I knew he liked other women, but it took a few years to realize that he not only liked them, he loved them. He fucked just about every girl he laid eyes on.
And that's what I really can't stand about him. The hypocrisy. "The scandal, think of the scandal," he said when he found out I had been fucked by one of my students. What scandal? He was the one who threatened to turn it into one. He was going to broadcast it to the world if I didn't get the hell out of his life and fucking fast.
I guess he wanted to bring all his little girlfriends home. He will be able to now that I'm no longer there. And if you think that our children will inhibit him, think again. Not on a bet. "Why, Carolyn, want to see your father fuck? Come on in and watch. Then I'll fuck you."
Well, that's a bit hypocritical of me. After all, I shouldn't criticize him on that score. What I wouldn't give to make it with my son Gary!
Damn! It's time to get to work, and I haven't even finished this fucking bottle of booze yet. Well, here's to me. To you. To us.
You know, I was a schoolteacher. A teacher! I was looked up to in the community. I had respect. I had prestige. And I was a good teacher. A fucking good teacher (no pun intended). And look at me now. A drunken, whining, slobbering slut. Would you want your children to be taught by me? Not now you wouldn't.
Tell me honestly. What did I do that was so wrong? I didn't kill anyone. Murderers get away scot-free nowadays. I didn't steal. I didn't hurt anyone. I just offended the community's sense of morality. And I did it to help. Not for pleasure, though it was pleasurable. I did it to help Ronald Warren. He was so unaware of his own body, his own sexuality, his own manhood. He's a better man today because of what I did, and I've been destroyed by it.
Can I honestly say that I had no idea of what the consequences for my action would be? I didn't think about it. My sole desire at the time was to help Ronald become aware of himself I did not calculate or weigh the advantages or the disadvantages of letting him fuck me. I just let it happen. I am not a calculating woman.
And for my pains I am destroyed. I cannot teach. I cannot live with my family. By now, I'm sure my children hate me. God knows what lies Thomas has told Carolyn and Gary. He told me that he would say I had contracted some disease and needed a rest. He probably said that I was some moral degenerate and had to be put away for my own sake and theirs. God, do I hate that man!
So what do I do now? Instead of teaching, I wait on tables. Instead of instructing the young, I serve the old and decrepit and creepy. Edie's Diner does not attract the carriage trade.
Edie is a remarkable woman, though. She runs the place with great efficiency and enthusiasm. And charm. She's a great woman. I stay there only because of Edie.
Edie doesn't know about my former life. I lied to her when I applied for the job. "Of course I'm experienced," I said. She meant waitressing. I meant the other thing.
But the customers are something else. God knows where they come from. They are almost all dirty and they are all lecherous. Every one of them has tried to get inside my pants. Literally. Especially Benny. He actually once put his hand right up my skirt and felt me up. I wasn't wearing panties, and he immediately broadcast to all the other guys in the diner that I had a hairy pussy.
Well, I had better put some new clothes on. These all smell like cunt. My cunt-juice is all over them.
Edie always likes it when the waitresses wear something sexy. Even though she knows that it excites her men customers. She does it, she says, because otherwise they wouldn't come in. I guess she's right. If there were no customers, there would be no diner and if there was no diner, there would be no job for me.
Well, at least the one nice thing about this lousy hotel is that there is at least an elevator. It sometimes works, too. There's nothing worse than having to climb up six flights to your room. Six ugly flights. The only other hotels I could afford, though, were now here near Edie's.
At least I can walk to work. It's only ten minutes each way, and if the weather is nice, I sometimes go for a long walk before I finally get there.
Waiting for the damn elevator is another problem, though. I wish they would make it an automatic one. Waiting for Tony to finally get his ass in gear can take all day.
You ring and ring and ten minutes later, he's mumbling and cursing all the way up. You'd think that I'd interrupted something important. Like his drinking. Well, maybe I had.
"Down?" My. He's attractive.
"What happened to Tony?"
"He's drying out." The kid laughed. Everyone laughs at Tony's drinking. It's a good thing he drives an elevator cab and not a taxi or something. The worst thing he can do is to miss the floor and have to go back.
He is cute. And with those piercing eyes, I'm going to enjoy these elevator rides. Maybe I can say I forgot something and go back up?
"Thanks. Oh, what's your name?"
"Frank."
"Marianne." What a smile! Such white teeth. I wonder if he hasn't thought of going to Hollywood and becoming an actor?
If only Edie weren't so strict about being on time. I'd love to find out how this one is in bed. I bet he's dynamite. Just look at how handsome he is! I can almost feel my cunt getting ready and juiced up for him. I bet his cock is big, too.
"Thank you, Frank. I hope you'll be on the job for a while."
"I hope to be, ma'am. I'm working my way through school and I need the job. I have it until Tony comes back."
Should I wish Tony a quick recovery? That would be the decent thing to do. Well, maybe he won't come back after he's well. Then everyone can be happy.
"Hi, Edie."
"Hello, Marianne. How's your ass?" That's Edie's greeting for you. A jolly old soul. She looked like she saw quite a bit of action in her day.
"Hi, gorgeous. What's on the menu today? How's the hot pussy today? Is it fresh?"
"No, but you are, Benny. Benny! Keep your hands to yourself."
"I gave that up when I was a teenager, Marianne. I'd rather keep my hands to someone else."
"Obviously."
"Suzie don't mind when I touch her."
"Then touch Suzie." Suzie is the other waitress. She's young. She doesn't know that she could get a man more attractive than Benny. She giggles when he touches her. Someday he's going to fuck her.
"I'm going out, Marianne. Watch out for any trouble." Edie often leaves the place during the day. I don't know where she goes, but she comes back happy. I bet she has a lover.
I hate it when she leaves, though. The customers get more aggressive. I'd better watch out for Benny. He sure is horny today.
Where is Benny, for that matter. He was just here. He didn't eat yet, so he couldn't have gone. Probably in the john beating off, despite what he says.
"Hey, lady, where's my omelet?"
"Coming right up, sir." He's a new customer. Thinks this is the fucking Ritz. But Edie says service with a smile. Better go check on the chef. What's taking him so long with that fucking omelet?
Holy shit!! "Suzie! You get back to work! Your customers are screaming!" Will you look at that! "Benny, you get out of the kitchen! Customers don't belong here!"
"She invited me."
"Suzie, stop that!"
Benny has his hand up Suzie's dress, and she's loving it. Look at him go. She's longing for it. I can tell a woman in heat. She wants him to fuck her and… Christ! His dick is hanging out. It's hard and she's starting to rub it.
"Ohhh, that's good. Suzie, lick it? Ohh, please lick it!"
"Don't you dare, Suzie! Stop this at once! This is a restaurant!"
"It's some cheap diner," she retorted.
"Well, you don't have to be cheap, too."
She's doing it! She's getting down on her knees and she's starting to suck him off I can't stop them. If only Edie were here!
"Oh, baby, suck it! Suck that meat, Suzie baby! Suck my fucking hard cock!"
Her lips are closing around his long pecker, and she's slowly moving her face back and forth. His pants are down to the floor, and she's reaching in back of him and starting to rub her fingers into his ass-crack.
"My balls, baby! Lick my balls!"
Her tongue's coating his balls now. She's really going wild. How can she do this on the job?
Benny is reaching into Suzie's blouse. Her tits are really large and look at those nipples! Christ, they look as if they've been sucked on by every guy in the world!
"Ohhhhh!" she's groaning. Look at her move. Her whole face is pressed right up to his body. His balls are about to enter her mouth.
She's not sucking his whole cock. I don't believe it! I'm starting to feel hot myself. My cunt-juice is starting to flow.
Now she's holding his prick in one hand as she licks the tip. Her tongue is going wild, flicking all over his hot meat. She's rubbing his shaft as she sucks it. She's going to make him come all over the place.
She's massaging his balls now. On, I want a cock inside my pussy now. I want it!
I hope Edie doesn't come back now. I want to get fucked. My cunt is so wet now! I'm really hot! Ohhh, I want a thick prick inside me. I want to get fucked!
"Oh, Suzie baby, your tongue's so hot! Lick my balls all over! Make me come in your mouth. I want to shoot, baby! Suck me off! Ohh, eat that cock!"
He's ramming his prick all the way into her throat. She's taking it all the way in. It looks as if she's about to swallow his entire dick. His balls are pressed up hard on her lips. Look at his whole body tremble. Ohhh, if it were only me who was sucking his cock!
"I'm coming, baby! Take it! Eat that cock! Drink my juice, baby! I'm coming! Ohhhh! Suck me off! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhhh!"
He's smashing his cock into her face. Look at the way his sperm is dribbling out of her mouth and down her chin! He's squeezing her tits while he's shooting.
His cock is still dripping. He's taken it out of her mouth, and he's still coming. Wow, Benny sure had it in him all right.
I can't stand it any more. I want to get fucked. I want someone to slide his cock into me. Ohh, please someone fuck me.
"What is going on here!!" Edie screamed.
"Oh, Edie, we, we were just, we were just checking, checking on Benny's order. Oh, that's all, Edie, that's all!" Suzie is really up-tight now. She's terrified that Edie caught her giving head to one of the customers.
"Benny, you get your dick back inside and get out of the kitchen!"
"Yes, Edie." He has a smirk on his face. What a smug son of a bitch! Ha! He's staining his pants. He'll have to walk about all day with a cum-spot in front of him.
"And you, young lady, get back to work."
"Yes, Edie." She's wiping her chin with a napkin. God, that girl's covered with cum.
I'm still hot, though. Now I'll never get through the rest of the day. Well, I better get that guy's omelet. He's probably so hungry I wouldn't be surprised if he's eaten the dishes.
"Hey! Where'd the guy who ordered this omelet go? Christ, Edie, the nerve of some people. They order food, and then leave after we've prepared it for them."
"Well, don't let it bother you. There are always more customers."
And how! Another new guy, and this one is, Christ, it's Gary! No, it just looked like him. I could have sworn it was my son. His spitting image, that's for sure.
"Hey, that's my table."
"You take mine, Suzie. And don't argue with me. You're lucky you didn't get fired just now."
Good. That takes care of her. "May I help you? Would you like to see a menu? The veal is very good today and so is the clam chowder."
"You mean it isn't good other days?"
He's got a sense of humor. Good. I like that in a man. I even like it in a boy, which he is.
"It's terrific other days. It's just good today."
"What else it good today?"
Baby, wouldn't you like to know! "The stew is good. It's always good."
"Stew is fine. And I want lots of bread."
"Here you are. Anything else?" Please.
"No, thanks. Can't eat too much. Got to get back to work."
"You working around here?"
"Sure. Over at Davis' Construction. Building the new wing to the school. Today is my first day, so I guess I'll be in here quite a bit."
Hooray! "What do you actually do?"
"I'm a carpenter."
"I'd love to watch you work. Would you mind?" Was I being too bold and forward? Good, if I was. That's how you do it nowadays. No pussy-footing.
No beating around the bush.
"Sure. C'mon over now. I mean when I finish eating."
"I'd love to, but I gotta work until four. What time do you stop?"
"Five. You can watch me cut up the planks for an hour. It's boring, though. I warn you."
I wonder if he knows what I really want to do. I bet he does. He's got a brain, that one. Muscles and a head. Delicious!
"Excuse me, but you have a carpenter working here. Dark hair, about six feet tall. Kind of dimply smile." Why is the foreman looking at me like that?
"That must be Paul. He expecting you?"
"Yes. Tell him Marianne the waitress is here."
They won't let me onto the site. I guess he didn't know that when he suggested I could come watch him.
Here's the foreman again. "He said to wait. He'll be done soon."
"Thanks." Okay, so I'll wait. My. Look at all those guys around here. How come I never saw this construction site? I must be blind. Every one of them is more gorgeous than the next. Why are all construction workers so handsome? Do they have to pass an appearance test, a beauty contest before they are given jobs?
There's the whistle. It must be five. They'll all streaming out now. My goodness. I'd love to have each one of them in my bed. Why am I so horny? Is it because of Paul? Or is it because he reminds me of Gary? I can't be normal. It isn't natural for a mother to want to fuck with her own son, and yet I do.
I know Gary has a big cock. I saw it quite by accident when he was in the bathroom and had forgotten to lock the door.
His hand was wrapped around his meat and he was beating it furiously. He was going so wild that he didn't notice I had opened the door. Or did he? Anyway, it was such a turn-on. I waited for him to shoot his load against the wall, and then, as he cleaned it up, I went back to my room and slid a candle up my cunt, pretending it was Gary's prick.
Ever since then, I have wanted to have my son's dick inside my cunt. Whether it's normal or not, though, I want it. What I wouldn't give to have Gary fuck me!
"Hi. I see you remembered."
"Sure, I remembered, I wanted to watch you work, but they wouldn't let me up."
"They'll all go home now, and I've still something to do. It's against regulations, but what the fuck. Just be careful, okay?"
"Sure." I was thrilled. He led me onto the site after the foreman and everyone else had gone, and I watched him as he started to saw some boards in half.
He was getting all hot and sweaty. "You don't mind if I take my shirt off, do you?"
"Why no, go right ahead if it'll make you feel more comfortable." Do I mind indeed! He could take his pants off for that matter. I wish he would, too. I bet he's got a big prick between his legs!
"Thanks. Some ladies feel kind of funny with a guy who's half-naked." I'm beginning to feel funny as he's pulling that T-shirt over his head. Look at those stomach muscles! He's tanned and smooth. My knees feel weak. I'd better sit down.
"Hey, you look a little pale. Maybe you shouldn't be here."
"No, I'm all fight. Hard day's work and all that."
"You have to be careful around here. If you're not quick, you're liable to get hurt."
"I'm all right. Thanks. Could we go up there?"
"Up there? You mean on top of the girders? That's dangerous, you could get hurt, especially the way you feel."
"I feel fine, Paul. Really I do."
"I'm not supposed to be here myself, and you certainly shouldn't. We could both get hurt."
"Please? There's a flat surface it looks like up there, where one of the floors is being built. Right on top, you see it? Let's try."
"Okay, if you're game."
Wow! This view is terrific. I can even see my hotel from here. It's windy, though. I hope the floor is secure.
"Great, isn't it? I love it. I love the way the wind feels against my body. I feel like I'm riding my bike."
"You have a motorcycle?"
"Yeah. Or had. I couldn't meet the payments so it was taken away from me. That's why I had to get this job. I want to get it back."
"I wonder how it'd feel to ride into the wind on a bike," I said. "You look like you're feeling terrific."
"Terrific isn't the word. I'd love to feel that wind all over my body."
We're surrounded by nothing but open air and steel girders. No walls. Just a floor. Not even a ceiling. It's like riding in an open-air airplane.
"Ahhhhhhhh!!"
"My God, are you all fight? You almost slipped. We don't belong up here. I should never have let you in."
"No, no, I'm all right. Thank you for catching me. Let me catch my breath. Thank you. I'm okay."
"Let's go down."
"No, Paul. I want to stay up here. Just hold onto me, that's all. I'll be all right."
"We should sit down. Standing up isn't wise."
"Just keep hold of me. Don't let me go."
"Sure." His grip is really tight. I'm beginning to feel warm and tingly the way he's touching me. I wonder if he's feeling anything. I really can't tell. His pants don't seem to be bulging in front.
His eyes are steely blue, just like the sky. There's something hard and powerful about him. I wonder how he fucks. Probably like a pile-driver.
If I just put my hand on his shoulder. He can't object, can he? I'm beginning to go wild inside. My cunt's so hot it feels like it's on fire. I'm burning up inside. I want him so much. I want Paul to fuck me.
Maybe if I lean back. "I just want to look up at the sky."
"It is beautiful up here," he answered. Good. He's still holding onto me. We're both looking up. Maybe if I snuggled up to him.
Ahh, that feels good. My side is pressing against his. Is he responding at all?
His crotch seems so delicious. If I could just pull down his zipper, just reach in and feel what must be a gorgeous hunk of meat. Would he think I'm crazy? Would he toss me nine flights down?
No. He wouldn't! His hand is slowly moving across the top of my body. I can feel it approaching my tits.
"You're a lovely woman," he said. "You are really beautiful."
"Thank you," I said. I could barely manage to say that. His touch is so firm yet gentle.
Now I see it. I can see the slight stirrings of his prick inside his fly. The tip is pushing up the way a new plant edges up the soil.
"Yes, so beautiful. You're a wonderful woman, Marianne." I can feel his hand reaching into my blouse. He's surprised and pleased that I'm not wearing a bra. I can feel my nipples starting to get hard.
"Oh, that's so good. That's beautiful!" He's caressing my tits now. Ohhh, I'm going to explode inside. My cunt is boiling. My juices are flowing and I can feel my panties getting all wet.
Look how hard his dick is getting! His zipper is going to burst, I can tell. I want to reach out and touch his bulging crotch.
He's bending over me now, and I feel like I'm floating on air. Ohh, his lips are so warm. My nipples are so hard they're brittle. Bite my nipples, oh, please do with me as you please! Do anything at all with me! Touch me, kiss me all over!
I can feel his cock pressing against my thigh. He's rolled over and now he's licking both my tits as he cups them in his hands.
Ahh, I can touch his zipper. Let me unzip your fly, Paul. Ohh, I feel dizzy! He's big. He's hard. Ohh, that cock feels good.
He must have nine inches at least. And it's thick. I'm reaching in and taking out his prick and I can feel the blood pounding through his veins. His cock is so beautiful.
He's sighing softly as I stroke his meat. His balls seem heavy and laden with juice. I want all of it. I want his long hard cock pounding away within my cunt. I must have it. Ohhh, his cock is warm and juicy!
He's reaching inside my skirt. He'll feel how wet my cunt is. He's going to drown in my pussy-juice.
"Stand up, Paul. I want to see your dick swinging over me. I want to see it."
"Sure," he said. He's grinning. I guess he knows the power of his cock. He knows what he's got.
His balls are as big as oranges. I want all of his jizz. I want to feel every drop of his cum swishing around in my pussy. I want to be filled up with his fuck-cream.
"Take off your skirt and panties, Marianne." He's giving me orders as he stands up above me with his cock standing as straight as he is. I'll do anything, anything for him.
I can feel the wind rushing by my cunt. My pussy feels cool now. The wind feels like it's fucking me. Oh, I want that cock! Don't stand there now with your meat in the air. Fuck me, ohhh, I want it!
"You're more beautiful without clothes," he said. "You are a stunning woman."
"Thank you." I'm offering him my hand. I want to pull him down to me. His cock is bobbing up and down. It's purplish-red, particularly at the head. Look at that piss-slit. It's a large opening. He must shoot a lot of sperm.
Now he's slowly lowering his body against mine. Ahhh, his cock feels good as he tickles my pussy hairs with the tip. My legs are spread wide for him. My cunt's beginning to heat up again. The juices are flowing really rapidly now.
Come on, fuck me! Ohh, please don't torture me like this! Fuck me! I want it! Please! My pussy's so hot!
He's getting up. He doesn't want me! I'm going to die. I'm going to throw myself down nine stories.
"What did you want? Why did you get back up?"
"I want to watch you fuck yourself with your fingers. Let's see your fingers sliding in and out of your pussy."
Gladly! It's not as good as his dong, but it does feel good. I love to diddle my snatch like this. My cunt-juice is coating my fingers and it's so hot, so wet.
"Come on, spread those legs. Let's look inside while you fuck yourself. Let's see your hot red shiny pussy."
"Please fuck me, Paul. Oh, I want it! Please! Your cock's so thick and long. Please! I've got to have it! You've got to fuck me!"
"I'll fuck you, baby! I wouldn't miss a chance like this. I want to fuck you, but I want to watch you fuck yourself first. Come on, ram those fingers up your fucking cunt! That's it, baby! Fuck yourself really hard! Make yourself scream!"
The guy is driving me wild. My ass is getting sore from so much banging up on the hard wood. I hope I don't break through.
"Fuck yourself with both hands now. Come on. I want to beat my dick while you smash your fucking fingers all the way up your hot slit!"
He's driving me crazy! I can't stand it!
"Fuck me! Ohh, please fuck me! I want that meat! I want that cock! Fuck me, ohh, please I beg you! Please fuck me!"
"Why do you want me to fuck you?"
"Because your cock's so big! Because it's so hard! I want it! Oh, you're beautitul! You're so handsome! Your dick's so big! Please! My cunt's hot for it! I'm hot for your prick, Paul! Please ram it up my cunt! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!"
Ahhhh, his dick is pressing hard against my pussy-lips. There! Ahhh, it's sliding in.
His balls are squished up against my beaver. His balls must be getting coated with my pussy-juice. I feel really hot, and I know that my twat-syrup is pouring out wildly.
"Deeper! Ohhhh! More! Ohhhh!!"
I can't stand it! He's fucking me really hard! I love it! His dick is slamming right between my legs!
His whole body is pressing hard against mine. He's crushing me, and I love it! I want to be crushed! I want to be loved! I want to be fucked!
"Ahhhh, that's it! Oh, baby, your cock's so hard! Ohhh!"
His tongue is kissing my tits. I love it! I want him to suck hard on my tits and nipples and drive me insane.
Christ, what is he doing? He's reaching underneath me, and starting to slide a finger up my asshole. Ohhh, that's good! I'm getting fucked twice! I love it! Fuck me, ohhhh!!
"Baby, you're good. Your pussy's really hot. Ohhh, I'm going to fill you up, baby! You're going to have hot cum all over the inside!"
"Yes! Yes! Ohhhh, my cunt's boiling over! Fuck me, Paul! Ohhhh, I want it harder! Fuck me more! Ram your dick all the way! Ahhhh! Oh, baby, that's it! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhhh!"
His long even strokes are making me insane. His cock seems to be able to find new depths every time he plunges in.
Those balls are slapping hard against my pussy. I want to take in his balls, too. I want his whole piece of meat to be sliding into my cunt.
His finger is all the way up my asshole. I can't take it any more. The pleasure is too great!
"Fuck me harder! Ohhhhhh! My cunt's going wild! Ohhhh, fuck me, fuck me! Please ram your cock in harder! Ohhhh, it's so good!"
"I'm going to come, baby! I'm going to really smash you! Oh, your cunt's hot! Oh, I'm coming! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh! Get fucked, baby! Get fucked good and hard! Ohhhhh! I'm coming!"
I can feel his thick hot fuck-cream jetting out of his dick and filling me up. It's so warm and thick. Ohhhh, it's good.
"Fuck me harder! Ohhhh! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!"
I can hardly catch my breath! It was wonderful. "Thank you," he said. He's so charming. His warm all-encompassing smile makes me feel good all over.
His dick is still inside my cunt, and I wish that he'd never need to take it out. I can feel his sperm oozing out of my hole, and it's beginning to slide down my leg. I don't care. I want to be covered with this stud's cum.
"Lou really shot a lot," I told him. "I could feel it coming and coming."
"You made me hot. Your pussy was dynamite!"
Ah, he's sliding his dick out. I can still see the tip covered with cum. It looks so tempting. If only a guy's cock could remain hard forever and never get soft. I wonder how long it would take him to get hard again.
Some guys can keep a hard-on after sex and fuck again, but after two times, it gets soft. Some guys need a little time, like an hour or so before they're ready to fuck again. And some need days. Or weeks.
Paul is a real stud. I bet he can come three times without stopping. I've heard that some guys come a dozen times in a row, but I wonder if that's true. Somehow, good things like that never are.
"We ought to be getting down now," said Paul. Damn! And I was just beginning to hope that we could stay up here all night and watch the stars come out.
"Couldn't we stay just a little longer?" Is he afraid that he can't get it up again? Could that be why he wants to go down?
Nope. "I'd love to stay and fuck you again, but there'll be a night watchman coming along at six-thirty. I could lose my job. I'd love to fuck you again, though. My prick's getting hard again."
It sure was. It looked as long and as hard as before. I want to reach out and touch it. His balls are so beautiful. They must contain even more jizz. I want some more. Maybe I could invite him back to my hotel. They wouldn't mind over there. Lots of girls bring up men.
"Could we spend the evening together?"
"I'd love to. But I can't."
"Oh." I wonder if he has a girlfriend. Lucky girl.
"I'll see you tomorrow, though. You working tomorrow?"
"You bet. And the food will be even better."
"It was pretty good today. Well, let's get down. I hope this fucking elevator works. I'd hate to have to toss you down nine stories." He laughed. Some sense of humor, that one.
It worked. "See you tomorrow then?"
"Sure."
I wonder how many times we can fuck before he gets tired of me. Why should he want to be with a woman who's older than he is? He must have lots of young girls. Why is it always the young girls who get the young boys? I want a young one all to myself.
I feel really great. That boy did me a world of good. My whole being is alive. There's nothing like a good fuck, if you pardon my being so fucking crude.
I think I'm going to hate going back to my room at the Eagle Hotel, though. The smell of booze will be overpowering. Besides, that's my feel-sorry-for myself room. I don't feel that way now, and I don't want to go back there.
What I really want to do is see my family. I know that if I set foot in Parker City, I'll be run out on a rail, but maybe I'll sneak up behind the house and peer in.
No, that's not a very good idea. They'll recognize my car anyway. As worn as Thomas sees me, he'll call the sheriff.
I haven't done anything wrong, though. Why shouldn't I see my family if I want to? I promise not to do anything I shouldn't. I promise not to cause any more scandals.
No, I take that back. It's just as well I don't go back. As soon as I see Gary, I know what I'll do. Have you ever seen a woman rape a man?