Logan's office?"I knew it was not Carl Logan the owner but his 50 something nephew Hank,that had been in this shop since high school, it was Logan's P...ntiac,back then. I smiled at Lou and she returned with favor and flashed herarm tat, of two women embracing, as she opened the door to a hallway ofoffice. I actually heard her sniff, as I passed her, smelling myperfume. [ZZ3]Lou pointed down the hall and followed behind me, for thefirst time in my life I felt like I was being stripped naked by. We lay awake and talked for a while (I’ll tell you about that later) and then we fucked again before we slept. He woke me early in the morning. It was dark so I guess it was about four or five o’clock. He slipped his cock into me from behind while I lay on my side and did me again. I awoke again just after eight. He was fingering me. I thought it was a wet dream but no, it was Abdul. We fucked again and then went back to sleep. And so here I am sitting naked on a towel writing to you. ” “I knew you wouldn’t get any info from home about girls so I am glad to show you. I really didn’t intend for the thing we did on my return from town that day but I thought you were a real gentleman when you could have done something crazy. You were very tender. I want to say too that we will not refer to our body parts in slang terms, OK? I hate the F word, the P word, the D word and for sure the C word! I have a fun spot and you have a love rod, OK? And this is between you. “Well, we can still go.” “Yeah! That’s what I thought. But, then I thought we could just have a quick drink at your spot.” “That’ll work,” she mused. “What do you have?” Corbin pulled out a one-liter bottle of Bombay Sapphire gin. “The good stuff,” Lana remarked. Corbin offered, “Yeah. My drink of choice. All the rest of that shit is just gasoline.” Lana laughed. “Do you mind if I grab some clothes to change in to from my car,” Corbin asked. Lana replied, “Not at all.” “You can go ahead and.