I was terrified that some one would see me and hurt me. Fear of capture and loathing at my grotesque twisted body gnawed at me, driving me into deep d...spair. I spent many nights crying myself to sleep, and when sleep did come, it was filled with nightmares of what might happen if I was found.My first close call came the next Saturday, when I was on the outskirts of a small town. I was trying to find somewhere to sleep for the night, and didn't notice the man approaching.The first I knew, was a. " I'll still be there."So I finished up my work early and wound up seeing her at the bar around midnight. She looked incredible in her tight jeans, leather jacket and a top that showed her tremendous chest. She definitely had an edge to her, and the look of fire and ice with those blue eyes of hers.We talked for a bit, and then I ran into an old teammate of mine. After a while she squeezed my arm and said she was going outside for a smoke. Although I didn't smoke, I walked outside with her.. "This IS Valentine's Day sir. We've been booked for well over a week."After almost a dozen calls telling him the same thing, Roger hung up the phone and just screamed. He was sure people were probably looking at him strangely after that — and they probably would have been if there was anyone left in the office.This had always been Roger's weak spot. He was great at dealing with the big picture, charting out the major plans. The skill had made him a lot of money in the business world, as he had. We parted. Kay kissed me. Once we got home, we fucked like rabbits. Several weeks later, we returned to Kay's relatives. Although we did not discuss it overtly, we both want to repeat our previous encounter. To that end, I asked her to wear only a loose fitting tank top with a plunging neckline, and shorts without underwear. She made me wear a similar outfit--tank top and shorts without underwear. We couldn't be dressed like that at her aunt's, so we each wore a shirt over the tank tops..