With nowhere to go I drove around town for an hour, trying to find a cheap motel or lodge of some sort for the time being before I found something mor... permanent. I found a cheap, crappy hole-in-the-wall type place so I setup my belongings and tried to make a new home for myself. There was a bar next door, so after unpacking my things and getting the paper work sorted out with the girl behind the desk, I headed next door. As to be expected, the bar was pretty much empty on a Tuesday night.. We sat, baking in the sun, in bumper-to-bumper traffic for a while. I began to worry about making my flight when suddenly Jarhead took a hard left across the highway and up a grassy embankment. I grabbed for the top of the windshield. Everyone held on as best they could while the jeep bounced up and over the rough terrain. ‘I know of a shortcut along a trail.’ He called out to us above the whine of the jeep’s engine. ‘We can bypass all of that mess below.’ Sure enough, the tall grasses opened. I was attracted to him, he seemed smart with all of the things he talked about (nothing was more unattractive than a meathead), and he listened to me like he seemed to care. So I thought, I don’t know, losing it to him not have been so bad. Now, I didn’t know if I ever wanted to loose it. My stomach rumbled. I slid on a pair of basketball shorts and a baggy t-shirt. I put on my comfort socks, the ones I stole from Matt. They came all the way up to my knees. They were for soccer, but every time. I lie there waiting, wondering what would happen next and didn't have long to wait. Someone or thing climbed on the bed with me and sat on my legs where my knees are. All of a sudden I smelled something..sweet, perfume. But such perfume I never smelled the like. It heightened the erotic feelings flaming through me..I grew more..I felt huge. I was dizzy and hot, feverish, my skin was dry and burning. A hand encircled my hard feverish member..for some reason I knew it was a hand without seeing.