I try to set a price range but in certain situations, the enjoyment of the moment is more important than the squandering of funds.When I think I am be...ng recognized in certain spots, I will move on to another site to avoid confrontation.In the morning, I prepare by washing my crotch and backside fully. I apply scented powder imported from France and make certain no errant pubic hairs or stubble is visible. Part of my enjoyment is dependent on the shoe salesperson having full visual access to my. Netcom.com Fri Jan 10 15:15:08 1997Newsgroups: alt.sex.storiesSubject: Friday Afternoon CompleteFrom: Clue Master Date: Fri, 10 Jan 1997 15:15:08 -0500STORY: Friday Afternoon Part 1 Bobby sat on the commode in the plush upstairs bathroom with athin, well-worn magazine of grainy photographs of nude women inhis left hand and his K-Y jelly-lubricated erection in his right.As he stared at a waist-to-head picture of a particularly sexybrunette with medium sized breasts. She stands there as I smile and turn away. She does the same. Then more days go by, things are running smoothly and after work, she stops me before I leave. "Could we have a drink?" she asks. "Sure why not? It won't hurt," I agree. We leave work together. As I drive we ask and get to know more of each other. During our drink things get a little fuzzy and buzzed so we stop before not making it home. I drop her off at her car. We reach for one another to give hugs. It feels lovely. I lean back. She bit her lip, almost hard enough to draw blood, struggling to keep herself from screaming. Jerome solved the problem by crushing his mouth to hers, taking her helpless cries into his mouth and groaning into hers as he came, hard. Pushing himself into her contractions, he felt his eyes roll to the back of his head as he exploded. It seemed like forever before the shuddering stopped and he brought them both down to the ground. They lay, spent, and replete as they struggled to get their.