Therewas a bookshelf full of "stroke" magazines.Even in the midst of this clinical, somewhat impersonal setting, I wasalready hard just anticipating m... release. I knew that I would haveabsolutely no problem getting off. But I yearned for more. Some physicaltouch by another guy would be nice. I wanted to be with someone. Wherewere these thoughts coming from? I had never needed this before.I was brought out of my daydream when the technician said, "I guess you'llbe OK?" I picked up on this. She didn’t like him when he drank. Knowing she’d win no battles, she glanced once more at the house and the empty windows and went around the car and got in the passenger side. He revved the engine and slipped the little sedan into gear, and pulled out into the quiet suburban street. It was just coming up to midnight on Christmas Eve. Every house sat in stillness, waiting patiently for morning. Nobody noticed the car speeding down the street, screeching as he took the corner a bit too fast.. They hadn’t taken it out of the car yet.”“Well, let’s go get it.”Taylor led her out and around the building, past the still running plane, and to the car and jeep parked next to the building. She stepped around Taylor, barely glancing at the guard lying near the passenger door with the ruined face, opened the driver’s side door and popped open the trunk.She stepped over the man’s body and around to the trunk, Taylor trailing behind her. Pulling out a bag, she pulled out the dress she’d been. I felt nervous throughout my entire body. ‘OK, here’s what we want you to do. We want you to go in and ask the saleslady to help you find a new set of panties. Preferably a thong, but that’s not necessary.’ ‘No way. That wasn’t part of the deal,’ I replied. ‘I dare you too!’ said Emily. My sister got real close to me and whispered, ‘If you do this, I’ll do *anything* you want me too.’ I stood there for a few minutes, getting my courage up. Emily and Suzy stood there looking at me anxiously..