I wanted sex, Oh God I wanted sex, but I didn't want to have to go through all of the contortions society makes a man go through to get it.So, there I...was, going through the checkout of a Pick-n-Save on a Friday evening, buying a six-pack of Miller, knowing I was going to be drinking it alone. The sales girl was a cutie, but much too young for me. In fact, I was surprised she was even allowed to sell beer. She teased me every Friday about my drinking habit and this Friday was no exception."I. Shock must have takenover when he realised his arm was draped over me he sat bolt upright,whether he was immediately aware of the erection I don't know but herubbed his eyes and ran his fingers through hi tousled hair. "What time is it?" he asked."Eh just around quarter to nine," I replied."Shit I'm supposed to be meeting Pete in half an hour we had a job on."He partially stepped out of bed.Another rap at the door. "Amanda, George you awake?" We are Karen," I said in a loud voice.The door. ” Carla was ready to leave - her groping of Iowa was an obvious clue. He gave me a huge, goofy grin and a double eyebrow raise to indicate he felt like he had won the lottery. Jessy suggested the two of them just hop into the restroom and get it over with. It took all of my discipline not to burst out laughing when Carla told her to fuck off in the most polite way I’d ever heard. Jessy ignored her and seemed to be getting pissy about being a 5th wheel when Oscar, one of the wanna-be. She was still beautiful, but she looked tired and a bit stressed. He didn’t know why—he hadn't been able to speak to her for about three days. Since the profile had come out. "You've been avoiding me," he said gently, making it almost a question. "Yes." Somehow she found her voice. She put her hands in her lap so he wouldn’t see her fingers twisting together. "I'm sorry. It's not, ah, not very mature of me." "Why?" he asked. His voice was still calm, but those gray eyes focused on her like.