Made me think of Conway Twitty’s song Tight Fittin’ Jeans. And that sweater clearly showed that she was all woman and with nothing between her smo...th white skin and that black sweater. I sat down next to her and she immediately moved closer to me so that her leg brushed mine. “Hi” she said, “my name is Randy.” I bet you are I thought. “I’m Jim, nice to meet you, are you staying in the hotel?”. “No, I am staying at another, but there is no bar there.” Her hand now rested on my thigh, softly. Anyway, I starts to imagine what she'd look like naked - I reckon she'd probably caught me starin' at her, but I reckon I wasn't the only boy who stared at her? So as I'm soapin' me balls and cock in the shower, me cock starts to twitch! Now, I knew all about women cos of the European magazines that I kept hidden in me bedroom - me Mom nor anyone else would ever find 'em cos I kept 'em hidden under the carpet behind me dresser and no one ever looked behind there. They had titles like 'Swedish. Tila-Tandulaka, or the mixture of sesamum seed with rice.Kshiraniraka, or milk and water embrace.When a woman, clinging to a man as a creeper twines round a tree, bends his head down to hers with the desire of kissing him and slightly makes the sound of sut sut, embraces him, and looks lovingly towards him, it is called an embrace like the 'twining of a creeper'.When a woman, having placed one of her feet on the foot of her lover, and the other on one of his thighs, passes one of her arms round. The lid began to close, filling the box with Used To Be Ron, and finally covering it with a total darkness. One thought kept running through Used To Be Ron’s mind, ‘Please someone, open the box.’ The New and Improved Ron walked over to the recliner, sat down, picked up the beer and took a grateful swig. In his mind among all of Ron’s thoughts, memories, and knowledge was one thought that flashed off and off like a red neon sign, ‘Don’t open the box.’ As the N&I Ron set the empty can back down.