My beloved Victor had gone fishing and camping with his buddies.On Saturday night I was horny and my own fingers were not enough to calm down my arous...l. So, I decided that I could find the solution at the local adult book store for sure…I dressed sexy, with high heels but no panties and I went out in my car. Arriving in the parking lot I checked the place was fully crowded…I was ready for some wild action. I had a jar of Vaseline in my purse; that night I wanted anal…Then I went inside the. And I told her so, indignant, she told me the price she paid for them. After the spit take, I said something clever, but for the life of me I can't recall what it was. Oh right, something about the less is more theory of thongs. She thought I was referring to the shoes. Oh well.I busted her on her skirt, Which was short to the point of being obscene. Any shorter and it'd be a belt. She blushed at that remark, but moved a little closer to me at the bar. The music suggested some serious moves and. I saw familiar faces, I never spoke. These were dirtygay men, I was a young, clean good looking guy who wasstraight, married.One month went then another and then another. Each timeI would zip up and leave, and never touch a guys cock.Then came the Tuesday night. The cubicle I normally wentin was being used, so I went in the end stall. Damn thedoor had no lock. But it had a hole and someone eagerthe other side.I took down my pants and briefs, my cock already hardand waited for the sign, a finger. They had so much in common: both new to Honolulu, both new to this school, both without any grandparents or cousins and such; they even had the same name, almost. If he had been going to give a card to just one person, it would have been Paula Akron.She was opening the card now. He hoped she could figure out the secret message in it. He had seen her reading a book: Secret Codes and Ciphers. When she was done reading it, he read it. It was really a book for fourth graders, but they were both.