He asks me if I’m sure, and I know that I am. I've never been so sure of anything in my life. It’s the thickness that has my heart slamming with n...rves, but it doesn’t stop me. I know it’ll hurt, but I know I want this. He adjusts himself and begins to slide into me. My fingers dig into his forearms, I feel the pinch, and I gasp. My mind is on high alert, I let out another gasp as he moves in deeper. I can feel him deep inside me, taking something I have never given anyone else. He rolls his. I need to keep a clear head.”The waiter returned a few minutes later with a tray of soft drinks. I selected something from the tray that looked like 7Up and set it on the table in front of me. I then dropped a twenty on the tray... also as I had been instructed. I was supposed to look like one of the rich buyers for whom twenty, or even a hundred dollars was pocket change.I then settled back to watch and observe.As my eyes got used to the darkness of the room, I was able to make out more. Do you still have that; there it is.”I checked my speed. I was pegged at fifty-five. Traffic was still light, it wasn’t even seven thirty yet, rush hour had ended and not many people were out and about.“I really need to rub one out, babe," Sandra sounded a bit desperate, "crank up the volume and just ignore me for a few moments, okay?”I flicked off the overhead light then fingered the steering wheel’s control button and Rick Braun’s trumpet immediately began to flood the cab. Out of the corner. Heading down to the ‘new’ dock, finishing driving the rods I had started the day before into the river bed to stabilize the dock and putting in the other three that I hadn’t placed yet. Smiling and waiving to asshole up on his patio with hands on hips and sweater hanging on his shoulders probably scowling. I had most of the last one drove in, ‘Ahoy there!’ I turned to see a nice older boat pulling up to my dock with an older black man on the port side. ‘Howdy!’ He threw a rope to me and stepped.