Almost half of my mother's family worked at Electric Boat, and I could get limited access visitor's passes whenever I wanted. I took them over to New ...London and showed them some of the houses that dated back to colonial times. Brenda was sitting in the back of her father's black Packard with me, and her mother and father sat up in the front. At about six we all went to The Lobster House and ate our fill. I had the shrimp scampi, but the rest ordered the lobster dinners. Mr. Sloan ate a five. I looked in the refrigerator and pulled the makings for a ham and Swiss sandwich. I had to nuke the rye bread since it was frozen. I sat down eating my sandwich washing it down with beer. I kept glancing at the clock. Why does time move so slow when you want it to move fast? The elevator door opened and there stood Essie, work clothes and all. She looked like she had been dragged behind her car the last ten miles! I hurried over to her, picked her up and carried her into the master bedroom. I. The knobbled spine followed her neck like a sinuous serpent dipping beneath the white collar of her blouse. Her arms were bare to the shoulder and Linda noticed a scar on her left arm that was long and deep. She wondered at first whether it was caused by a bicycle accident or the like, before reminding herself that it was more than likely a machete wound. As was, no doubt, another scar on her left leg that was longer but less deep.Gabrielle must have also noticed the summer heat, because she. A wave of confusion, excitement and sensation went through my body as I tasted the minty breath strip that couldn’t mask the heavy cigarette taste underneath. Our tongues explored each other’s mouth and Leo began taking charge. Perhaps he had been in charge this whole time but I had only noticed when his warm, giant hands made its way down by back and onto my ass. I shuddered. “I’ve never been with another man,” I whispered in his ear. “Never?” He asked. “No not even jerking off.”“Have you ever.