The sensible thin' fer me ta do was ta run like hell in the opposite direction, but I just could not do that. Instead, I picked up speed an' headed to...ard the smoke. I really doubted that I could do much ta help, even ifen I did git there in time, but I was bound ta try!I finally got close enough ta see what was goin' on. There was an adobe house an' barn situated near a spring. The smoke was comin' from a hay stack beside the barn. That there adobe was not gonna burn, soz that there loose hay. "They put tape over the cameras years ago when the owner got caught selling the surveillance tapes to some X-rated movie studio.We wound up back at the farthest booth. There was your basic hardcore video playing on a small screen which Sheila quickly muted. S/he reached into a small brown bag s/he was carrying, and brought out a tiny bottle of lotion and very big brown latex penis."Hold these for second," asked Sheila as s/he turned to undo hir dress. Before I knew it I was staring at the. The tension growing between us is probably causing the waiter to stumble over his words. Sparks are flying between us and dancing on the table. Megan giggles as I pay for dinner. She looks away for a second almost like she is hesitant, but I know she’s just excited. “I’d really like to see your place. It looks super nice.” She says. The words are like an atomic bomb. I can almost see the flash and blast waves fly through the restaurant. Leaving just me and Megan sitting at that table looking at. As soon as I got home I went straight to my room. I was so horny, thinking about all kinds of sex on my way home. I thought about sex with Amanda, like that would ever happen, she's such a prude. I thought about sex with my boyfriend, but I didn't want to ruin our relationship. So then I just thought about sex with myself. The best sex, because you can't do it wrong.After I got into my room I went straight for my underwear drawer. It seemed empty; I must have had to do laundry. I shuffled.