"Cool. You doing anything?" The expression on the kid's face changed from curiosity, to a self-confident smirk. ??Cause if yer not, I was thinking you...might want to hang out." James had the unpleasant thought that this kid was looking at him like he was a side of beef. He knew exactly what "Hang out" meant to the Rats. It meant go over to one of their houses, whoever's parents weren't home, get drunk and have sex. From first to last, it was something that did not appeal to James whatsoever. "No. Lying here in the bed, she looked starkly beautiful. Her face without any trace of cosmetics, her long black hair lying neatly either side of her warm dark face, her nervous smile brightening as he watched him watch her."You know, I've been thinking about this for so long, I wasn't surprised to see you lying there?" I'm pleased you didn't think it should be someone else." Oh, it couldn't be, Amy. You and me. It was destined, and you know it."The scientific reality was a little different. I backed the Road Glide into the parking spot and went in to find the Bud. Walking through the store I saw a 40ish lady picking up a pint of Vodka, She was tall about 5’11” about 180-190lbs heavy hanging breasts soft mommy belly and wide hips (the perfect woman in my book). From the wear on her I would guess a mother of several grown or growing k**s and by her business clothes held a full time job. She smiled and then took a second look at me. I know I must have been a sight, dirty with road. Ms. Rohrbaugh led me squalling by the hand to the back of the room, wherethere was a utility closet. She said "Calm down, dearheart. It'll be O.K."But there was no comfort in those words or in that tone of voice. The lastthing I wanted was to be happy or calm on her account. I wanted to be freeand independent, my own man (or boy, I guess). So I didn't calm down orstop screaming. Of course I was no match for Ms. Rohrbaugh. She easily removed my shoesand socks and wet pants and underwear.