"Can't do that stuff in here." Yeah," I licked my lips, looking back over my shoulder at the girl I really wanted, laughing with her lover across the ...ar. "Fuck her. Let's go."Hillary's place wasn't far at all, just around the corner and a few blocks up, a cheap hostel and the front desk was empty, so it wasn't any big deal getting me upstairs. Not that it would have been anyway."I'm just staying here til I find my own place, you know?" Hillary liked to talk. "I go to art school, graphic. I was gonna anyways she said smiling and setting down her flashlight so it sort of light up the whole back a little. we set down our beers and got undressed as fast as we could without spilling our beers. for a few minutes, we just giggled talking about what we had done a little earlier, and worked on finishing our beers. now, hearing Blaires voice had totally killed what buzz i still had earlier, but this one adding onto the last two brought it back significantly. Tracys tolerance was. “Don't be scarred Joan.” He had said to me come lay beside me. I had walked over to the large bed kicking off my slippers before getting on the bed and laying beside Paul. He rolled over on his side and I followed suit laying on my side. He ran his large hands through my long dark blond hair and looked into my green eyes. I didn't know what to expect. I was hoping he would be like in the movies telling me how beautiful I looked in the moon light and all that stuff. But instead he kissed. I always carried a portable CB radio to talk with truckers while driving just to know what to expect what is ahead. I had been talking to this one driver that was a few miles behind me. His name was John. The snow was coming down harder and visibility was getting bad. John told me there was a truck stop coming up and asked if I would join him for coffee there and wait to see if the storm let up. I pulled into the truck stop and got a booth. A few minutes later this gorgeous looking, tall.