I made my way down an aisle running my fingers lightly over the bindings, the thump of each finger skipping from title to title. I didn't read them, j...st let my fingers find the way. It was dark in the store and it darkened more as I approached a poorly lit back corner. The window above the wall-length book shelf was completely crowded by books. I turned the corner to head back up the next aisle, and just as I did I caught a glimpse of another customer. I hadn't heard anyone else come in. She. Joseph the asked if I wanted to meet him down the road! My gosh what do I do? I wanted to meet so I followed him to an oilfield location, once there he jumped in my truck. It was cold outside so we left the truck running. We started talking about work friends and the next thing I knew he had his black hands up my shirt taking my bra off. Damn I was on fire, I kinda helped him get it off. He pushed my shirt up and forcefully helped his self and took it off too, then started licking and sucking. That was ten years back and now she recounted her experiences for our benefits, but even when she spoke you could pick up on her little nuances, her quirkiness, and giddy expressions, I could understand now, as I stared at it, I had one, she had four, and she was stripped naked.'Do you like it Mariel'?He was engaging in conversation, that was good, as she had explained, I smiled, and replied, 'Yes Sir, it's big'.He murmured, 'Oh yeah', and his hand pace quickened, my acceptance of what he was. "Harry took us earlier," Kristen said. "I'm going to be sore, but there's no permanent damage. I have some codeine that I can take for the pain. No wine while I'm on medication, and no driving."Patty nodded. "Jim insisted, huh?" How did you guess?" June asked."I know Kristen, and I know Jim." Jim, can you and Patty help me outside?" Kristen asked."Sure," Patty and I answered.June looked a little left out, but she said nothing.I got the wheelchair and put one of the pillows on it.When Kristen.