“Okay… type it up and leave it on my locker on Monday?”
“I’ll just fold it up, and you can take it with you.”
“I can’t wait to see their faces when they read it.”
“Come on; let’s get going. I have one more place for us to go.”
“Where’s that?”
“You’ll see.”
We drove about forty miles north on Route 50. There was a large building on the right. I had been by it many times, but didn’t pay much attention. The sign out front said it all – Leather Bound.
“We’re going to a porn shop? Will they let us in?”
“Hey, we’re both of age. We’re eighteen.”
“But I don’t have my ID.”
“Don’t worry about it. Walk right in as if you own the place.”
As we walked in, a woman greeted us and offered some help.
“Can I help you find something special?”
“Yes, I’m looking for some bondage gear to use on m
