Regions hitherto unexplored, as they say on the Discovery Channel." Lester was right, Mad. The Mayor may try to follow you home! What else have you go... picked out?" You'll have to wait and see, you animal. If I ever attract this nut case, I want to be sure he's not the only one watching my ass!"Late Thursday afternoon, it was Hugh Fulcher, instead of Sam, who gave the all-clear on the highway and met Madeleine at the restaurant in Roseton. Fulcher was surprisingly easy and upbeat with the. Mike is at the wheel as we laugh and get our buzz on going down the highway.I start to doze off,from the long ride.Finally I can no longer hear the radio and I have drifted off into tranquility.My friend has been drinking a little too much. The conversation between she and Mike become very sexual. My friend starts to get turned on from the conversation. She cracks the window to let the summer wind blow inside. The wind feels like a soft caress against her body. She begins to lift her dress up. Dawn stood up mournfully and went over to look down at the street. Laura let her eyes linger on the girl, whose wonderful body, which Laura had touched part of already, was entirely concealed under her baggy pants and rumpled, oversized sweatshirt. Dawn looked out to the distance."I think I can see Berkeley over there," she said, her voice tinged with wonder."Probably can," Laura said."I think I see something even better," Dawn said. "Come here."Laura stood up and went over to Dawn at the. We had hardly gone a mile when we spied an entrance to a set of stairs going down. The stairs were protected from the sand by an enclosure made of the same plastic that had been used for windows. It was badly scratched, but otherwise in very good condition.We were now able to read the sign which said that this was an emergency entrance to the underground bunkers reserved for use by civilians. We just had to investigate! Our curiosity would have killed us within two hours if we had not at least.