" Below is a hand lettered placard: "Free Parking in Rear."I slow up, debating with myself. My cock twitches. 'Stress relief' would be oh-so-welcome r...ght now. It's Saturday evening and my paycheck's in my pocket. I slow some more, turning to re-read the sign. If I'm lucky, I think, I might hook up with one of Amanda's friends. Someone honks and I accelerate past the driveway. Get real, Charlie. When are you ever THAT lucky? "Friendly, beautiful hostesses." There it goes again, twitching. I laughed it off during the day, but as the evening drew in I was becoming quite receptive to the idea of sleeping with an experienced considerate man. We kept 'accidentally' touching and the sexual tension became thick. Once we had unpacked all of the kit from the day time gig we had done, he stroked his hand down my back, tracing the curve of my ass and in turn I traced my fingers up his arm and round the back of his neck.Then we kissed. It was very strange, kissing a man with a beard. I had. Then she went through the bags of the dead, sorting out the trash from the valuables they had robbed, then discarding it all, even some jewelry, except for the coins — copper, silver, and, though small ones, even some gold. Now that she was dressed and armed, she took his sword, cleaned it on a piece of garment that had stayed unsoiled, handed him a bandana one of the dead had worn to clean his hands with, handed him back his sword, and, finally, gave him the coins she had taken. All the while. He walked a few steps toward her, then raised his beautiful rifle. She heard the sensual shout it made against her eardrums and felt her body shudder with the impact as another white-hot bullet tore lovingly through her flesh, causing her to come again, even harder.Jake walked up to Beth and circled around. Beth watched him, panting heavily and coughing blood. Every few seconds, she would cry out, the victim of another orgasm shuddering through her ruined body and radiating into the air around.