The images of me in troubling circumstances flooded my brain -, and maybe I would be arrested, or at very least fired or ,...be the victim of the rum...urs that would spread. Yet I didnt budge. My ass facing the door, obscenely awaiting discovery. They passed right by, talking and giggling about something unintelligible, but I do not believe it was me they were discsussing. A near miss! I was so scared, my heart was pounding out of my chest, LOL. My panties and bra were dropped into the trash. So the place I found in the phone book, Alabama Adult Books, was naturally in a questionable part of town. It’s on 3rd Avenue where the hookers stroll. Oh Boy!!! It was daylight when we went, but the young girls were there on the corner and had a cow over Spenser (strapping young lad.) He was not leaving our side, plus he looked like Mac Daddy with Louise and I on either arm. The place was large and darkish. There was one bored looking skinny guy behind the counter who barely glanced up at us. On a hot Friday night in June, a regular customer asked if we could make a house call for this party he was throwing. after he made an order for weed, ecstasy, and cocaine, we drove to his house. we stayed for awhile because this party was wild and seemed to be too good to miss. after taking ecstasy and smoking a blunt, I sat back and watched people enjoy themselves. the ecstasy made everything seem more beautiful and every touch sent a tingle to the place where nobody but I had touched. I knew. Crash! Came another loud noise, this time there was definitely glass breaking involved."Alright!" A new voice elated. "I got it open!" Give me a hand with this thing over here!" He heard someone rasp. "It weighs a fucking ton!" Quit staring at that fucking thing and get your ass over here Izo!" Came another voice clearly, confirming Nobuyuki's suspicions as to the identity of the little group, or at least some of it members."Those punks!" He muttered grimly, thinking upon the earlier encounter..