Nobody came to the car. I expected – well, I didn’t know what to expect, but people on the decking, swapping stories, topping off colourful drinks... that sort of thing maybe? None of it. Nobody outside. I had that pissed off, embarrassed feeling that I’d come to the wrong place. No party atmos? Strike one.Saying fuck it, I walked right up to the door and rang the bell. I didn’t hear anything inside. That was strike two.I have no idea how long I waited but the door opened. Strike three was. Sex with Maureen was more a marathon than a sprint, but her finishing kick about killed me.So there you go.As we quietly walked back to the cave I saw Judy slip inside. It was clear that she was making sure that I was going to be all right. After killing another set of crazed rapists, and making love to the human sex machine, I believe I was... ... all right - that is.In fact, I felt just fine.Maureen apparently had no intention of spending the night. She kissed me quickly and darted inside. Evan's eyes went wide in a panic, just as Savannah start to break into afit of giggles."Oh my god...kidding! Yeah. I have it," she assured him.Evan took a deep breath. "Ok...well uh...could you please...?"Savannah seemed to briefly consider his request, before nodding and tookthe key out of her pocket. "Two minutes. Fitting room..I'll make surethe coast stays clear but go NOW. I mean it...I swear there will be hellto pay if you're even one second longer."He took the key, his fingers trembling.. That had never gone anywhere near reality, and we knew it never would. Or so I thought.After she had been working there several months, she began telling me how Stan had begun flirting with her. He acted like it was just a kind of fatherly affection, but she felt like he was using that to disguise his interest in her. But, at the same time, she would always scold me when would I tease her, saying, “He is just an old, harmless guy.” To which I would tell her, that given the opportunity, this.