I was wet and horny and I needed it. It sounds humiliating having your head and half your body buried in the ground and your rear end in the air, but ...no-one knows its you. In a way I felt as though I was mooning the crowd without them knowing who I was. I did wonder some of the time whether any of my neighbours might have come along to see what the party was about but I had no way of knowing. It made it all the more humiliating and dirty but it did make me wet. After a while it would not have. "Buck! How your love life? Any new girl friends? How's college life? Co-eds???" he said. I smiled. "No girl friends. To busy at college. But I still have time to sleep around. Girls are really cute in college. They just come right up to you and ask if you want to have sex. No questions. No feeling. Just a good hard fuck. It's crazy. Not like high school, man." I said. "Your so lucky. I still have not found anybody. I'm still a virgin man." said Daryl. "Don't worry about it. It's cool. You'll. Putting the Jeep in gear, I drove off. My next destination was the cemetery. My mother’s burial spot was blooming with flowers. Placing the pink roses, beside her tombstone, I stayed for a while before I left to visit an old friend’s burial site. Tony’s gravestone stood out from the others. It was in a family plot. With my hand on the stone, I said, “I miss you, my friend.” Charlie was sitting next to me, looking up at me as I spoke.“You have no right to touch my brother’s tombstone.” Take your. The door opens before I can knock. Once inside we hug and laugh nervously again. The familiar smell of you filling my nostrils, as I breathe in your perfume. I can tell you have showered; your makeup is impeccable but subtle and your hair is made up to look like you have just got up with it like that, I smile at you, already you are turning me on. Fresh coffee is brewing in the kitchen and I follow you and the aroma of the coffee envelops me. I hold my cup, the steaming liquid smells heavenly,.