In addition to the lady and the young couple I'd seen at breakfast there was now a fourth guest in the lodge, an elderly man—I guessed somewhere in ...is mid-60s, though I could have been off 10 years in either direction—who'd checked in that afternoon. All five of us had either opted voluntarily for or been pressured into the 7:00 dinner hour, and all of us likewise seemed to be social imbibers. When I went down to the bar at 6:30 the couple were already there, and the woman and then the man. I awoke as I went to bed, highly charged and 'in heat', polite speak for being horny.I am sure men regard 'Jail-Bait' as amongst the most desirable, well we girls who are 'Jail-Bait', believe that to be the case, so when you feel desired, you get wet in your pussy, and your tiny cotton knickers reflect that desire, as I am sure you lucky men who have taken school girls knickers down, can attest to our sweetish tasting secretions, in the crotch soakings of our discarded knickers. I can remember. Julie pulled the afghan from off the back of the chair and spread it over her lap. The fog was heavy now at seven o'clock and the open living room window made the cold draft unbearable, but she refused to close it, choosing instead to ignore it, not feel it... just as she was doing with her emotions. She wanted to shrivel up and disappear right then and there.If only she hadn't caught Roy with that, that girl, then none of this would have happened. Perhaps she had responded too quickly by. “Don’t you know what you’ve done? You probably turned a straight man gay. At least for one time. It might seem like this terrific accomplishment to you, but you don’t think about it from his point of view. He’s probably at home drinking himself to death because of how confused he feels.”“Calm down, man. You act like you never wanted to do that yourself…” “Shut—““—No, you shut up.” Jaime had gotten stern; something Levon had never seen him do before. “Stop pretending like you don’t like him. I.