The whole drive over to Ludlow Heights, one which typically takes only about ten minutes, I kept contemplating whether or not I should just turn off and go home.


The whole drive over to Ludlow Heights, one which typically takes only about ten minutes, I kept contemplating whether or not I should just turn off and go home. I just didn't have a good feeling about this and I kept thinking what a sleaze I must seem to be. Here I've known this guy a whole ten minutes and I'm following him home for what will most likely be a night of torid, disgusting, (wonderful, exuberant, fantifying) SEX. Of course I didn't turn off before I got there and I pulled up right behind him with a huge grin on my face when I got out of my car. He also seemed just a bit happy by the whole situation, and I don't know if I could blame him: he'd been watching me and he'd wanted me and he'd gotten me.

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