It read five P.M. "Closing time." I'll do it." Hollis watched as Annie lugged the cigar store Indian into the building, switched off signs and lights ...nd locked the front door. She extended her arms, lifted her face and drew in a deep breath. "I love how this place smells, Hollie. The smell brings back memories." Smells can do that." He removed the cash drawer from the register and carried it to the safe.Annie opened the safe's door and loaded into it the jewelry trays. She picked up her cigar. But ... Like I said, I really liked sex. I still do. A lot. And for that he’s useful. He’s highly sexed as well. He’s like a walking, talking dildo, and a lot of times I wish it was just the dildo. It’s the only part of him that turns me on. And I’m pretty sure he feels the same about me. I’ve found his stash of porno. Not just Playboy or Penthouse, but the hardcore stuff. And he got one of those new personal computers and I’ve snuck a look, and it’s like stories. Dirty stories. So I get him. With white-blonde hair, pale blue eyes and fair skin, she looked like a blue eyed albino. She was rather well developed for 15, and the best part was, her parents didn't give a shit who she slept with. So, that evening, dressed in a light blue halter top dress, she rode to "Lover's Lane" in the small town in Montanna. Brian remembered getting a glance under her dress. His heart almost stopped beating. She wasn't wearing any panties! No bra either! Brian had never had sex before (although he. Her forte was simply telling me what she'd already done--and she had done a lot. So as I nuzzled her ear, with my erection pressed against her thigh and my fingers lightly teasing her pubus, I asked with a huge amount of trepidation, "If you could have sex with any of the guys you had in high school, who would it be?" Believe me, it was a hard question to ask. I was nervous as hell when I said that. I can't believe I actually did it. My heart was absolutely pounding. I was, as you know, leading.