" OK, let's let him stay honey. You get to have fun with two guys for the first time. What do you think about that?" I think you don't know what you'r... getting into." she snapped. "I think he's going to get too turned on and you're going to get possessive. Then this whole thing will blow up in our faces and be a bad night. Plus, I don't even know if I want two guys." Look honey, you always tell me you like having sex in public and putting on a show. Just think of it like that. If the mood is. See through clothing showed up everywhere. Body paint became common. Someone, somewhere, had decreed that the minimum was a thong and that for sanitary reasons. Almost anything might show up at a bar on Saturday night. It gave 78 year old guys like me a feast of eye candy.Along with the clothing revolution the dropping the age of consent to fourteen had introduced even more eye candy to the mix. The state had dropped the drinking age back to eighteen and many bars, especially rural ones like My. Jim then added. "I'm glad you all changed your minds. We'll be leaving in about an hour."Jim then took Courtney's gift to her. She looked puzzled when she saw her gifts. She thought Jim was just humiliating her again. Which of course he was...Her gift consisted of lingerie that few hookers would wear. Only when told the new things were what she'd be wearing home did Courtney appreciate and put them on.Courtney's homecoming outfit consisted of high platform shoes like strippers wear, fishnet. A big man. The scruffy-looking transient.To my amazement, I was suddenly through the alleyway. I didn't even look left and right, I just continued straight ahead, across the deserted street toward my house. With a lump in my throat the size of my fist, I realized that the footsteps were still there, closer than ever. He was right behind me!I keep my house key on a little snap inside my purse, and in a second, the key was in my hand. Could I use it as a weapon? I could spin around and stab him.