‘Damn, that’s a nice one,’ Lisa said and twisted around until her face was tightly pressed against Russell’s crotch. She sucked his cock right... there, at Clark’s Drive-In, until he spurted into her mouth. ‘My momma’s out right now, want to go back to my house?’ Lisa asked. ‘Sure,’ Russell weakly agreed. Four more times, on Wednesdays, Lisa met him outside of Truman Building. Twice, Carrie Brown failed to show up, so Russell would take Lisa to Clark’s Drive-In, then back to her mother’s house for. "Just be careful out there, Ally," he cautioned. "You're still an innocent in so many ways. It'd be ridiculously easy for someone to take advantage of you or, worse yet, accuse you of feeding them mixed signals." Ally thought back to the night with Bruiser and knew Ben was right. "Just promise me you'll watch yourself."She nodded. "I will." She looked up at the clock on Ben's desk. "I should be getting back to the dorm. My roommate's probably wondering where I've run off to." But wait," Ben. No, literally, it’s a magic book.That’s right, hidden throughout the world are these special little hardcover books with slightly worn red leather bindings just begging to be found. They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are opened, only a single phrase is printed on the first page a prospective reader opens to.A new erotic fantasy is born…And that’s it. The reader closes the book, thinks “that was weird” and goes about the. . You can't, you're gay! There's no way that any man could have enjoyed sex like we did and still be hetero. There's no such thing as bisexual." That's just like all you fucking homos. It always has to be all one way or the other. It's always us against them. Christ, you're more intolerant than the fucking skin heads."And with that, he picked up his knapsack and stormed out of the apartment, slamming the door behind him.It was now a week later, and Chris had refused to return any of.