There was a musky, sweaty smell to it, but it also smelled
like soap. She must have showered right before she went into the woods that
night. Just like I did.
He found a gas station open a few blocks off the free-
way -- he did gloryholeguys that because he planned to cool off
afterwards, sitting on some bench near the water. The place had a few lights on, but as he drove up, most
were turned off. He was pissed, figuring the place was
closed.
The man finally agreed,
after looking all morning in all of our drawers and closets and cubbyholes. There was no Jim. There never was.
"Fuck you!"
He reached to slap me, and then he thought better of it. Even though my parents
were not too happy with me lately, they'd still take my word over his on
anything. "You just watch yourself."
That night, the euphoria I had been in for the last few days was shattered and I
cried myself to sleep, careful not to make any noise at all.
I felt weak. He kissed my neck and I gloryholeguys felt
his cock throb against mine. The he rolled me onto my back and my
rock hard shaft stood up and plopped against my belly.
