She glanced across at him. He was reading a book. If it were Gary, he'd talk to me. He wouldn't be shy, that's for sure. He'd probably look across at ...e and say something like... Jeez... I've no idea what he might say... Elaine sat up a bit, straightening her back.He'd probably just glance and smile. Though I doubt he'd be on a cross-town bus at 8.30 A.M. I guess he might be. He might have a meeting at the bank. Or maybe an appointment for something. God... She swallowed nervously. Glancing. Would you like cheese on them?”Johnnie smiled and said, “Yes please.”Then she whispered very softly, “My son has made me his sex slave. I seduced him a couple of years ago and I’ve been paying for it ever since. It cost me my marriage, my job, and my dignity. When he spends the weekend with me he mistreats me miserably.”I looked at her hard nipples standing out erect and I saw a wet spot forming in her white panties. Then I asked her to turn around. When she did I could see bright red welts. That took another hour, so Sanchez had a decent lead on me. The terrain was mostly sand, so I had no doubt that I could track him, but I didn't know how long it would take, and I had to worry about an ambush.I decided that a few more minutes delay could not hurt anything, so I took time for lunch before I started chasing Sanchez. I was not worried about the other members of the gang. From the looks of their dash from the mouth of the pass, I figured they were going to run for at least 20 miles. Girlfriend problems? I wished I had them. Girls had been avoiding me like the plague. Unsurprisingly, I was still a virgin. Virgin? I had kissed a girl exactly once, and that was more of a brother-sister kiss than a passionate one. For that matter, I was still kind of fuzzy about, you know, the "birds and bees" stuff. This was back in the early 60s, you see. The Dark Ages. Before universal sex education. Before universal sex."Dave, look. You're not ugly or anything. It's just that... well, it.