s*x-Starved
Sexual Mischief
The Chevy pulled into the gravel parking lot, coming to rest in front of a tacky roadside tavern perched atop the mountain ridge. From this high outlook on a clear day, a keen eye could see over the thick treeline, to the Pacific Ocean on the Western horizon. The air was remarkably clean. But Sausony breathed in the pine fragrance as if it might be her last breath. She had her suspicions about the seedy establishment where Rick was sure they’d get a decent burger and fries. Rick, referring to Rick Hayden who’d picked her up off the roadside, a fair damsel in distress as she lazily, thoughtlessly hitchhiked on a hot afternoon in June. Little did he know then that she was just a couple hundred yards or so from the safety of her home. He only discovered that an h
