Liz pulled up the elastic of my boxers and kissed the crown of my cock. “See you at six,” she said. The door closed and the lock snapped.... I sat and waited, wondering how long it would be before my arm muscles cramped and what I would do when I needed to pee. The lights flickered on above the dressing rooms. Time passed. Ten minutes can seem like an hour, sit- ting quiet and still. The door opened in the right dressing room. My heart raced at once. Liz stepped into the space. The reactions of the people in the store to the news as the story unfolded at the hands of a very speculative press were honest and heartfelt. There was outrage over the attack, anger at the attackers, and concern for their fellow citizens. They didn’t try to hide their feelings behind facades of sophistication. Mike stood in the midst of them feeling like he belonged. This was heartland America where flying the flag was commonplace. A tear ran down his face.A woman tapped him on the arm and. Unfortunately for Brad, he didn’t fit the criteria. “So, tonight I really need you to step it up with Brad. He really likes you and I need Jason to stay interested in me and Brad is his best friend!” “I don’t know, Jenny,” Kara sighed. “Brad’s really not my type. I’ll make out with him some more but that’s it.” “Don’t be such a prude, Kara! It’s not like you have to marry the guy! Just have some fun with him so he keeps wanting to hang out with us.” “Yeah? Define ‘having fun.'" . It was 60F.Jim reached over and hugged Cindy. Cindy gave him a fierce hug back and they sat quietly holding each other, staring at the sound barriers. She shook her head in disbelief and finally asked, "How high do you think they are now?" Two hundred feet, as close as I can guess. I hate to say it, but they really are growing. It doesn't matter what direction we travel in, or on which side of the road. They're always increasing, maybe doubling with each loop we make. I think the whole Freeway,.