” Then another monk, Brother Martin Luther comes along an hour or two later, and nails ninety-five theses to the door.You in the back want to know w...hat a thesis is? It’s a big report that you write to graduate from college. Uncle Dave wrote one once, and it went on for eighty pages, without a single picture. Imagine writing ninety-five of the dang things. There’s no way you’ll get that on a single goat, so you’re going to need paper to write everything down. You’re going to need a whole lot of. .. AND THINK ABOUT WHATI'VE SAID RIGHT?" YES SIR." I SAY, TUGGING MY SKIRT DOWN AGAIN AND GRABBING MY LITTLE HAT."IF I GET SOME KITTY PUSSY TOMORROW, I'LL GET YOU THAT NEW JOB, SOUNDFAIR?" Y.. YES SIR." I SAY BLUSHING, "THANK YOU SIR..." NOW SHOO GIRL, I HAVE WORK TO DO... I'LL SEE YOU TOMORROW."AND WITH THAT I'M DISMISSED, AND I MINCE OUT, EVEN MORE SQUIRMY THAN WHENI WENT IN. I LOOK AT LORRAINE AND SEE SOME SYMPATHY IN HER EXPRESSION. IGUESS SHE'S BEEN AT THE MERCY OF HIS WANDERING HANDS. It was then when she realized she’d left the door open. ‘Oh fuck,’ said Stephen, turning his head around and looking toward the street where an old man and woman quickly jogged past them. Audrey quickly closed the door. She tried to steady her breathing. ‘You aren’t yourself, Audrey,’ Stephen said, trying to relax himself, ‘can you please tell me what that was all about?’. Audrey did not reply and instead began to put on her clothes. Stephen lay there nude, waiting for her response. He was. They both grinned wickedly at that one, but didn't say anything. I was surprised that two cool guys like that allowed a guy like me to hang with them. I never thought about it until long afterwards, but maybe they planned what happened all along, and after meeting her only used me to get my Mom. Even after I thought about it, I did not care. Fucking her was too much fun to worry about the "why" aspect.However, I am getting ahead of the story. I was going to the local xxx-theater for a while..