"This is on the other side of town."She looked up from the picture to him with a frown, but he was nowhere to be seen. She was going to go look for hi... to ask about the new address when one of the other girls came over."Come on, honey," the girl said. "You gotta get dressed. The Boss doesn't like having to wait for us to lock up the place." Oh, right..." she replied, craning her neck around to look for the man some more, but with no luck. Finally with a sigh, she turned back to the clothes. I didn’t know much about any sexual feelings at that age, all I know was I saw a woman nude. It was a shaming moment that all my friends started teasing me for that incident. But I didn’t forget my aunt bathing scene for almost a week. I was so scared of that incident but when I sleep I didn’t get that fight in my dreams. I always get my aunt getting a bath in my dreams and there was something strange movement in my pants when I see her nude in my dreams. I noticed that it’s my cock growing. "I've been listening to Teresa too much," she breathed, closing her eyes. But the strange bed and her uncertain future made it hard to sleep. She felt a tension, a need to relax. Again Mary was looking at the baby oil and the chapstick remembering Teresa's words.Teresa had taken the other bed and borrowed Mary's paperback. With the lights off, except for the one by her friend's bed, Mary sneaked the bottle of baby oil under the sheet and dumped a little into her palm. She was shivering all. At first I was relieved. The idea had been exciting, but maybe it was better left just a fantasy. It ate at me for the next few days though. Something just didn't feel right. Vic had been so persistent before. Then I ran into Inez Sanchez, the wife of Vic's friend Jon, at the grocery store. She chided me for not letting Vic play in the regular Thursday night poker game that Jon had organized. I stared at her stupidly for a minute as she continued to tell me that men need to go out and do guy.