I want you to go into the library, pretend to look at books. I want you to flash a guy and then take him to the men's room to fuck him. One other thin... -- pick out the oldest man that you can find in there. Fuck and suck him. I won't need you for this one but just in case I do, I'll look for you in the men's room."We both got out of the car and I went inside first. I went looking for the oldest man I could find. I walked around the books; I did not have that many men to choose from. I saw a. Earl and I had spent two nights in motels during the run. No matter how well-appointed a trucker's sleeper is, you get the urge, after a few days, to take a real shower and sleep in a real bed. On those cheap-motel nights, we would share a double room, but we gave each other a little privacy for phone calls home.This was a longstanding tradition. I strongly suspect that Carol and Earl had regular phone sex when Earl was on the road. Back when I was living with Pamela (and with Rhoda, before. 'A prize that need not be won-'" 'Is no prize at all,'" Hunter finished, throwing his hands up. "Yeah,I've heard your little insightful quote a million times, Ty. I think itroughly translates to, 'I like penises.'"Tyler slugged his friend companionably with a smirk that was returned asthe two made their way to their own classes, following the trail of theparade, since Tyler had his final class of the day with the very samegirl they were discussing."Say, why don't you put a good word in for me. Her hips moved to and fro and he felt her hand brushing his thigh. After a long sigh, her hand stopped and Mrs. Jenson slowly opened her eyes and stared at Jason with a glazed look, almost like she was staring through him.Pulling her hand out from under her skirt and lifting it, she said, "I think I'm ready now."Jason stared at her two wet fingers and his cock slapped against his belly. Mrs. Jenson smiled, then pressed her slick fingers against Jason's lips. His nostrils flared as he inhaled.