I got his picture when he came out of the bathroom. He was a white guy, with long, greasy hair. He was skinny, but had that wiry look. He also had a s...itload of tattoos. I turned away and, when he left I went back to the motel in [redacted].I’d been gone two weeks and had lived rough.“Here’s our guy,” I said, handing the burner to Bobby. “He’s headed south on Interstate 95. I left him in Philadelphia. He’s alone, so he’ll probably stop for the night in North or South Carolina, unless he pops. " She giggled and said, "You aren't trying to get me drunk so you can take advantage of me, are you?" Do I have to get you drunk?" No, of course not." Jackie pulled my ear to her mouth. "Did you hear about the bedrooms?" Yeah, Ralph told me about them. Honey, would you mind if I had a few drinks?"Jackie grinned and said, "No, not at all. Just don't get so loaded you can't take care of me later."I laughed and gave Jackie a kiss. After finding my shorts, I fished the keys out of my pocket to give. Sara hides her journal in an intake vent next to her bed. She writes everything from things she did the day before to things she has done sexually, and her dreams....and fantasies.Sara has been dating a boy for about six months, and i recently read in her journal she gave her first blowjob to him. She described how she was in his bedroom, and he kept putting her hand in his lap. She went on writing how she felt his boner and wanted to see it. I kept reading how she described how she sucked it. Who needs procedure anyway.The beaker still bubbled, uncleaned, but she was tired after her twenty hour foray into madness. With a sigh, the chemist decided no one would notice if she just stored the rest for the evening as well, so she took the beaker, bottled it up, and placed it in her personal desk in the lab. At the very least, she figured one benefit of squandering her life at this dump of a "school" was that she could be lazy without anyone caring.Finally, she moved to the edge of the.