Message-ID: <12350eli$9806201510@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "jimkeigel@hotmail.com" Subject: {JimK}"JUNE 19, 1998"( M/F span )[1/1] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <358AE8DC.7C8D@hotmail.com> This is a work of actual and fictional events FOR ADULTS ONLY. Distribution without this header or for a fee is prohibited. If you archive please allow me access. Your comments are welcome - jimkeigel@hotmail.com. These stories are about real life sexual activity. The names have been changed, but the events are usually based on actual events. Our hero is L.C., a man who lives for sex and possesses great sexual prowess, but otherwise is essentially unremarkable. He lives in a town in the U.S.A. on the border with Mexico. L.C. works a regular job, drives an average car and has a thick 6&1/2 inch penis. Other regular characters include Ed, a stud as long as he keeps his baseball cap on, who's into telemarketing, sports and gets plenty of action with his 8 inch crotch monster. And Hank, the man that invented machismo, who drives a gypsy cab, listens to oldies and is always in a good mood and telling those wild and wacky stories. The girls come and go, and cum some more. Eventually the goal is to start a web site and have a collection of stories there and maybe a few pictures. JUNE 19, 1998 It was THE BEST, all inclusive one on one sex he ever had, at least in recent memory! What a Goddess and tonight she did EVERYTHING! And then some. But it's better to start at the beginning... L.C. began "boy's night out" as usual, staying late at work so he could do what he wanted on the internet. He was horny as hell, having a hard time at work because he wanted to hit on one hot babe after another as they walked by in those black nylons and skirts shorter than mid thigh. DAMN he loved summer. Ed was dogging him again, but he probably had his reasons. L.C. kept his eye on the weather because it had been raining most of the day, and he was NOT going across if it was still raining. Luckily it stopped during the Bulls game and he decided to hit the road after they won - again. It was a perfect night for fucking, nice and cool. He got ready by driving around, drinking his first beer of the day out of the cooler he had stocked earlier, getting high. He made sure Hank had showed up first, and in the process of cruising around spotted his car at a convenience store. L.C. pulled in and parked in the next spot waiting for Mr. Macho to return which he quickly did. Hank doesn't smoke so they shot the shit for a while as L.C. finished up. Hank admitted he had been taking a little "medication" last week, but was sober tonight except for the can of brewski he had just bought. They left L.C.'s car in a good spot. "Let's go fuck some girls!" L.C. said, feeling really good as he transferred over to the gypsy cab. They had known each other for almost a year now, and by this time it was more like two friends going out for a night on the town, but with one BIG difference - There was NO doubt about getting laid. "I need some more of the atmosphere they had over at the Silver Bar last week," he told Hank who aimed the car south past the checkpoint and straight to "Paradise City". The place had a few less girls tonight, and a few more guys. But the ratio was still three to one, and the girls were "hungry". Besides, the first one he saw as he walked in was the Fabulous Fawna, a girl he had gotten it on with several times in the last 5 months or so, and he knew right then the night would only get better from here on out. Fawna is as close to a sex goddess that you're gonna find down there. Her most striking feature has to be her pale white skin, actually white, on a pure latina girl. Very unique and erotic in a spooky way. In fact there were a lot of spooky things about her, the way she can switch personalities in the wink of an eye, the long, curly, jet black wig that gives her a vampire-like quality, not to mention how she always ignored him whenever he walked in, giving him his space. She is about 28, 5'8" plus the red high heels, with a pleasantly round face and large circular dark eyes, small nose and wide mouth with thin lips colored bright red, giving even more contrast to her light complexion. Her body, arms and legs are long, slender and graceful, with the creamy tops of those large for B cups pushed up by the hot red lingerie lace teddy that she somehow squeezed into. Her mid section and hips have begun to show her age a little, but her nice round soft butt makes up for it. She smiled at him at first, then followed her ususal practice of ignoring him. L.C. walked over to the bar and sat on one stool, with Hank taking the other empty one. They ordered drinks and looked around for a while, soaking in the party mood, and shortly were approached by one of the older less attractive "ladies", trying to work them for a drink, a pack of smokes, etc. She was quite aggressive and after a couple of "nos" decided maybe she could get something out of L.C. by stroking his balls through his pants as he sat there at the bar with a big grin on his face. She gave up after a minute or so and gave Hank a try. He let her know right away he wasn't spending but she apparently had nowhere else to go and hung around. L.C. was doing his usual "window shopping" looking for Lareyna and other girls he knew, making sure Fawna was still his best bet. The stool next to him opened up and Amber sat down and said "Hi". She filled in for Mama when needed but was also available for some action if asked. He had staggered in there quite a while back with a local taxi driver looking for Carrinne, a hot, genuine piece of ass that he had banged a few times. He was pretty drunk, and his driver swore Amber was Carrinne, and after a little urging he had gone with her and actually had a pretty good time. She was no Carrinne, but that didn't keep her from using her name to get laid. They got reacquainted and he inquired about Angela from last week who was "busy", Lareyna who still had not returned from Acapulco, and a few other girls. "Who's the best girl in bed that's here right now?" he asked. Amber smiled and looked around. "I don't know, I'm not a man," she said, not playing favorites. He could sometimes get a recommendation out of one of the bartenders or other workers, but this one was playing it by the book. "Whose got a body like Lareyna?" he persisted, hoping she would help him find another babe with that small tight short build that was made for great sex. There were a few sitting on the couch across the room but Amber chose a couple of girls that he had already decided against. After a while Hank joined them and L.C. told him the "Corrinne" story, which he found to be very amusing, giving Amber a slap on the hand for being a "bad girl". Then Angela showed up and stopped to say "Hello". She looked good, nice and tall and slim, but her dress was not as hot looking as last week's. L.C. still loved her smile but was not into sloppy seconds. Hank didn't remember her so he introduced them, then she excused herself and, as it turned out, she was still busy with some half cute looking guy with greying hair who was now sitting at the bar. L.C. had been eyeing a real young, real pretty, real tall, real new baby doll which he had noticed last week but had passed on because she was so young. She could be a real looker with some makeup and a little more breast meat, but he would have to really be in the mood to handle an inexperienced little girl like that. Maybe next week... He reached out and grabbed Fawna when she walked by, sat her down and bought her a drink. She was acting as spooky as ever, but was happy that he still wanted her even with all the fine looking younger newer girls he could have chosen. L.C. knew she would give him an excellent time, and that's what he was there for. She had heard about how much he liked Lareyna, and gave him a little bit of a hard time about it. He explained that he had known her from before, and besides, had nailed Fawna many more times. She was just playing with him, and let him know by pressing her scantily clad ass into his crotch and giving him a mini table dance, as he watched the thong clad little dark skinned favorite of Hanks as she went through her paces on the stage. Fawna kept up the pressure, wiggling on his half mast boner, not noticing that he had caught Angela's eye. She had taken the stool between Fawna and that guy she was with, so was very close as he kissed Fawna's neck and returned her stare, wishing he could continue the wanna-be-menage-a-tua in private. After a while Angela gave him one more pretty smile, then turned away. Fawna turned around facing him, hugging his head to her as he continued kissing her neck and shoulder, feeling that familiar tightness in his pants. Fawna also felt it with her leg. "Let's go to the room," she said, knowing he was ready. "Ok, but I want everything you got tonight, Fawna," he warned her. She looked into his lusty eyes and could tell he meant it. "Everything?" she said, pretending to be scared and biting her nails. "Everything" he emphasized with a slap on her ass. She paused, then winked and blew him a kiss. She remembered how ravenous his sexual appetite was, but also knew she could keep up with him, at least for half an hour or so. "Ok, let's go," she agreed, getting a big grin out of him. She was so sexy, and what a flirt. Things started out as ususal. She took off the teddy while he lit up, then she laid on the bed looking sexy while he got high. They made some small talk for a while, but Fawna never could wait very long, and took off her bra releasing the conical soft boobs with the pink nipples that looked so good, placed perfectly at the tip. He moved closer, standing at the foot of the bed as she started rubbing her hips, her stomach, then cupping her breasts to her mouth. She was just able to reach her nipples with her tongue, and she started pinching and licking them while moving her body and legs seductively. L.C. took off everything but his underwear, and continued smoking and stroking, getting higher and harder. Fawna rolled on her side and pulled her panties down just far enough to give him a look at one soft white fleshy mound. She continued to work one tit with one hand and tongue but with the other began spanking that smooth buttock. Once, twice, again then again. She would rub a little, then start up again. Slap, slap, slap. L.C. lost it, not being able to wait any longer, throwing the dope in the sink, moving to the night stand, yanking off his underwear and putting on a condom all in one quick motion. Fawna moved her head toward him, reached out both arms and said "Come here, baby". He kneeled on the bed and leaned forward as she took his hot beef between her red waiting lips. She pulled his hip toward her until he was leaning so far forward that he had to go down on all fours, then she started working his cock in and out with plenty of suction. No doubt about it, she knew how to give a good blow job. He fucked her face for several minutes, using his right hand to play with her nipples. Her head was turned to her right which meant that she only got down about half way on the shaft, but it was good enough for starters. He kept pumping with a steady rhythm and straightened up at the waist and looked down at the pale skinned beauty as she rolled onto her side and continued to eat him. He stroked her side down to her waist, pulling her panties down to bare her other butt cheek. L.C. fondled the smooth muscular rump, enjoying the contrast her almost transparent skin made for his tanned monstrous mitt. It felt warm and firm, and he sensed her excitement. She had started it and he was only too happy to finish it. SLAP went his hand on her ass. Hard enough but not too hard yet. SLAP SLAP. Then he rubbed it in. Fawna started to moan which sent interesting vibrations down to his balls. SLAP SLAP SLAP getting harder as she got deeper. He ran his hot hand over her body a couple of times as she wriggled below him. He needed to hold back as he wasn't sure what his dick would do if he saw a handprint on that light skin. Another SLAP immediately followed by more rubbing, then he started pinching her butt taking tiny portions of flesh between his fingertips and squeezing HARD, giving her sharp hot pain in a very intense but limited way. First he started on the big fleshy part where she was the most sensitive from his slapping hand, giving her 5 or 6 fairly hard ones lasting about 5 seconds each. She continued to moan but slowed down on his dick, feeling the new sensation on her bottom. SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, four more hard shots on her ass, then he stroked her up to her nipple and pinched that too. Fawna became wild, coming up on her elbow and taking his rod even deeper, going faster than before. L.C. looked down to see a nice pink glow on her ass which made him stiffen in her mouth. He closed his eyes and tried not to think about it, even as she worked his large member with her hungry mouth. He reached down to her ass again, rubbing the hot flesh, then started those tiny pinches again, this time going more into the moist crevasse, working his way toward her promised land. Another SLAP to keep it burning, followed by many more little zings. "Oh my God," Fawna gasped as she came up for air. "Oh my God," as he rolled her onto her back and pulled off her last garment, letting her kick the pretty panties off. "Let me touch your pussy," he said as he slid his fingers between her legs, covering the dark, trimmed down bush. She played hard to get by putting one leg on top of the other, giggling. "Give me your pussy," he demanded, pushing her leg over, opening her twat in the process. She relaxed as he spread her lips with his fingers, rubbing her clit a little, then diving down to diddle her slick opening. "Mmmmmmmmm," she purred, squirming her hips as he cupped her whole pubic area with his large hand. Then he started patting her little pussy, hard enough to startle her but not to hurt her - pat, pat, pat. Fawna felt a little uncomfortable but aroused so she closed her legs on his hand and he again started fondling her clit, this time between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing it and rolling it around. He could tell she hadn't had her pussy spanked before by her reaction, but he noticed she did not resist too much, and that excited him plenty. Then she grabbed a lubed condom and rolled it onto two fingers, and that excited him more than plenty. "Mmmmmm," she vibrated her mouth back onto his dick, rolling back on her side to reach it. She also reached up and slowly inserted her fingers in his asshole, knowing how much he liked that... L.C. ran his hand slowly over the sexy naked woman, arching his back slightly as her fingers probed deeper and her mouth again took up the familiar tempo, sliding his hard penis in and out, in and out, then the fingers, in and out, in and out, then both in, then out. He was in ecstacy. He reached down to her soft ass again and gave it to her harder now. SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP. The red handprint appeared again as she groaned and went faster. More little pinches, down the center, close to her anus. More moaning, a little louder even with her mouth full. SLAP, SLAP, SLAP THAT ASS!!! As hard as he had slapped it so far. Fawna squirmed but did not stop the sucking or the finger fucking. He pushed her hip down on the bed and again found her engorged clit and started rubbing it with his thumb in a circular motion. He also started moving his hips, pumping her mouth a little bit fuller. She spread her legs all the way and he knew she was ready... Pat, pat, pat. She groaned loudly but did not close on his hand as he fondled her slit. Pat, pat, pat, pat, pat, pat, pat, PAT. All in quick succession with added emphasis on the last one. "Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm," Fawna made moaning sounds even with her mouth full. "Ugh, ugh, ugh," L.C. grunted with every thrust in her mouth, in his ass. Pat, pat, pat, pat, PAT. He got a wet finger as he sank a hole-in-one. Fawna became completely aroused and pulled him into her mouth with the fingers she had now worked all the way into his ass. He felt the back of her mouth as she took him all the way down, then out, then back in as far as she could, again and again, pressing harder and harder until she couldn't hold back the gag reflex any longer, choking on him but not letting it go. He held still so that she could better gage his penis as she worked it down close to her vocal cords, then gagged again. "Oh YES," he gasped, as she came up for air, then went down for the third time. PAT, PAT, PAT. He spanked her monkey harder as she growled and took him deeper, choking again. He gave her two fingers and kept up the same rhythm. Fawna relaxed a little bit, settling back into a regular stroke as he flexed his large buttocks, giving her plenty of resistance. Then he really let her have it. PAT, PAT, PAT, PAT, PAT, PAT, PAT, PAT, PAT, PAT, PAT, PAT. "Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she gasped, spreading her legs all the way open, laying back on the bed and losing contact with his dick and ass, as the orgasm shook her rigid body. L.C. leaned over and finished her off with two fingers and the thumb on his other hand slowly rubbing her stinging clit in circular motions. SLAP she found she could reach his rear end, and playfully paid him back for one of those shots, hurting her hand on his hard butt in the process. He turned around grinning at her as she tried to catch her breath, breads of sweat on her face. He cupped her tit and kissed her hard on the lips for a few seconds, then moved his mouth onto the other tit. She continued to breathe hard but calmed down and finally pushed him away and sat up, gave him her best smile and then rolled over onto all fours for a little doggie style. Her twat was hot and wet as he sent his soldier on a scouting mission into paradise. There was not much need to take it easy as this girl was completely combat ready. "Ooooooo," she cooed as he sank the rest of it home, then started the slow in and out. "Fuck me, baby," she said. "Yes," was about all he could manage as the pleasurable feel of her velvet pussy washed over him. "Oh yeah!" Her ass was so round, so perfect, so red on one side! He grabbed her hips and began the pounding they were both longing for. Harder. Faster. Sweating. Groaning. Fucking like a couple of teenagers. It was so hot L.C. gave the girl's ass a break, simply watching it jiggle and slam into his groin, feeling her smooth skin briefly but no more spanking. He stroked her back then grabbed two mammoth handfuls of those fleshy latina hips and shifted into overdrive. He slammed into her, over and over, for as long as he could, it seemed like hours. She reciprocated by using one hand to apply pressure at the base of his penis, making him feel even harder and her feel even tighter. Fawna was not usually multi orgasmic, and he knew time was getting short. He finally tired and slumped over onto her back, releasing her hips and kissing the back of her neck. She let his dick slip out of her, then rolled over and pulled his head down onto her chest. L.C. kissed her breasts again then worked his way around her ribs and stomach with little kisses, fondling her juicy slit with a finger while she wriggled her hips and smiled. Then he slid it lower, quickly entering her anus before she could react. "Hey! NO!," she tried to move away but it was too late. He followed her with his hand, plunging the finger two knuckles deep. She struggled to the edge of the bed, grabbing his wrist, but to no avail as he slid his finger in and out several times, working it practically all the way in. He moved on top of her as she teetered on the edge of the bed, still trying to push his hand away. "Let me fuck you in the ass," he pleaded. He put his hand firmly in the crook of her neck and shoulder, keeping them from falling off the bed, trapping her under him. She did not refuse but continued to fight his hand until he removed it, then mounted and penetrated her snatch in one smooth motion. She felt awkward, barely able to keep from falling off the bed by wrapping her leg around his and holding onto his shoulders as he started pumping her. L. C. was hitting his stride now, and her grasping onto him in an effort to stay on top of the bed added to the excitement. He got off on the way the slender girl had to hold on, fighting to keep from falling off on her head. His hand functioned to hold her still as he slammed into her, letting her have it good. He had buried his cock down to the balls, and was rapidly pumping in long regular strokes, both of them tremendously enjoying the "regular sex". He was using his free hand to fondle her left tit and Fawna responded by moaning softly, then she began licking and sucking her right nipple. After a few minutes he lowered himself and kissed her on the mouth, taking delight in the passion with which she returned it, with their tongues actively flirting back and forth. This continued for a long leisurely time, fucking so comfortably. He pulled one of her legs up giving him that little extra bit of penetration, and she continued to run her fingers through the hair on the back of his head as he kissed her with those full luxurious lips. She bucked wildly under him, matching him thrust for thrust. Then faster. And faster. They kept it synchronized as long as possible, sharing the "work" as they fucked each other's brains out. L. C. was not going to keep up the super frantic pace much longer, but Fawna wanted to take it to the next level, moving her hips even faster. He tried to keep up for a while, actually matching her for a minute or two until she smoked him, going "too fast" and ruining the rhythm. They ground to a bumpy clumsy stop like an over-reved blown engine. Both of them were drenched in sweat as they gasped for air. But he was not finished yet... "In the ass, baby," he said, slipping it out of her and down to her slickened anal pucker. "Put it in your ass!" His dick stiffened as she complied, tilting her hips toward him and reaching down and guiding him to her darkest of openings with her hand. He applied a good amount of pressure, getting his massive head past the very tight rim of her ass, as Fawna held her breath and went totally rigid, grimacing and crying out. "There." "Right there," she cried. He went a little deeper. "Aye," she wailed as if in pain although L. C. was well aware that "The Goddess" enjoyed anal sex very much. Slowly she relaxed as he began carefully fucking her, limiting the thrust and speed until she began to breathe again, releasing his hot rod and immediately holding onto his shoulder again to keep from falling off the bed as he picked it up. Faster, then deeper. Then faster. Then deeper. Coming up to speed with that hard dick, so perfect for ass fucking. He watched his lover's pretty face as she bit her lower lip, eyes closed, moaning desperately. All she could do now was hold onto his hips for dear life as the man buried himself deep inside her, making her lose all control as her body began to quiver and tense for the explosion to come. SLAM, SLAM, SLAM deep in her ass. "Aye, Aye, Aye," Fawna cried with each thrust. SLAM, SLAM, SLAM, SLAM, SLAM, - Aye, Aye, Aye, AYE, AYE. She got louder as his pounding got harder. She reached down and rubbed her vacant slit, flicking the clit with her fingertips as she reached another orgasm, exploding from her pussy and radiating all the way to her fingers and toes. Aye, Aye, Aye, AYE, AYE, AYE, AAAYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!! L. C. so loved the way her asshole tightened on his dick as he slowed down enough to let her relax for that full release. She had really earned it tonight. But he was still not finished... She pushed his hand away from her shoulder, and he realized he had been hurting her a little bit by pushing down so that she would not fall off the bed and also to give him some resistance for this manic fuck session. "I'm sorry," he said, rolling off of her and massaging her shoulder and neck as she sat up on the bed. "Ok," she said turning to kiss him on the lips. "Come on." She pulled him down on the bed and reached for a new condom, replacing the used wiener wrap with a fresh one. He reached for the lubed one that was left, sliding up in the bed and moving Fawna's great behind close to his chest as she wrapped her lips around his throbbing large member once again. He rubbed the smooth white skin on her ass as she pumped him with her mouth. She wasted little time, getting a fast nod going, combined with some awesome suction and long strong strokes. L. C. opened the condom and handed it to her, not saying a word but breathing heavily with anticipation of the massive climax that would be there in just a few minutes. He spread his thighs as the long slender fingers found his rectum and started the old in and out. He clenched his ass and thigh muscles, pushing his cock even deeper in her mouth. Two more strokes and he felt the back of her throat on the head of his dick. "The Goddess" gagged, blowing out a breath and pausing momentarily with her mouth but keeping a quick pace up with her hand. She continued sucking and fucking, trying to deep throat him until she gagged several more times as he thrashed around on the bed, snapping his head from side to side. "Ahhhhhhhhhh" he moaned as the pressure built at the base of his cock. Fawna could sense by how hard his love muscle had become that he was close. She was having a little trouble coordinating her mouth and right hand but finally perfected the technique, pushing the man over the edge. "AAAAUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," he loudly shot a big wad into her mouth, gently resting his hand on the back of her head as she sucked him as deep as she could without barfing, continuing to finger his ass. L.C. jerked spastically with each subsequent squirt, grimacing and holding his breath. "Take them out," he gasped, and when she did the remaining cum spurted, followed by more pulsing and throbbing as her mouth drained him dry until the feeling became so intense that she backed off to keep him from getting any louder. "DAMN," he was glowing. "Oh YEAH." "Feels So Good." He pulled her head up onto his heaving chest, trying to catch his breath as she massaged his balls. He grabbed some paper and used it to massage his tingling penis. Fawna got up and began cleaning up too, letting him relax a little, then finished cleaning off his still hyper-sensitive partially limp cock. "Mr. Big Dick," she said in Spanish, laughing. L.C. did not understand immediately. "Mr. Big Dick?" he asked. "Mr. Big Dick." she repeated, letting it go and giving him his underwear, then began dressing herself "Are you calling me a Big Dick?" L.C. asked, having trouble understanding exactly what she meant. "Mr. Big Dick," she said again, giving him that spooky smile of hers, eyes dancing mischievously. "I don't have a big dick," he said. "Why are you saying that?" "Mr. Big Dick," she repeated, not offering any explanation. "I'm going to ask my friend downstairs what that is," he told her. She laughed again. "He's going to laugh when you say that," she warned. "Is it bad?" he asked. "Mr. Big Dick," she called him again, not answering him on purpose. L.C. couldn't tell if she was angry or what, but she didn't seem like she was. He was puzzled, fascinated, spooked. "Dick," he said pointing to his crotch as he finished getting dressed. "Yes, Dick," she said. "Mr. Big Dick." Again. He gave up. "I'll ask Hank," he said. She giggled and led him out onto the street. "Why are you so crazy?" he asked, not knowing the Spanish word for spooky. "I'm not crazy, but you are," she said giving him a last kiss at the door of the bar, then leading him inside. "Yeah, crazy for you," he said. She smiled and walked away toward the bathrooms. He caught Hank's eye and he came right out. "Ready?" he asked. "Yeah, let's go." They got in the car, opened a couple of beers, and drove towards home. Hank noticed L.C. was not as joyous as usual at this point in the evening. "How did it go?" he asked. "Great." She's so good," he said, shaking his head. "What a Goddess. Seriously man, she did EVERYTHING tonight. "Everything, really?" "Yeah. And then she called me Mr. Big Dick..." he looked at Hank for his reaction. The guy cracked up, laughing out loud. "Mr. Big Dick!" he repeated, continuing to chuckle. "I thought so." "Yep, she said you would laugh if I told you that," L.C. said. "Why is she calling me that? What does it mean?" "It means big dick," Hank continued to laugh. "You have a big dick, you're Mr. Big Dick." "I figured you did from the way the girls are always wanting to go with you." "When I'm there without you some of them ask about you and they want me to go get you and bring you back." "Yeah?" L.C. didn't believe him, guessing they were both pulling his leg. "Couldn't it mean that I AM a big dick, you know, like a prick or a jerk? An asshole?" "No, I don't think so," he said. "That's not the way it translates into English. It just means BIG DICK. MR. BIG DICK." More chuckles. "I don't know man, she's a spooky chick," he said. "I'm not so sure." They continued to kid around, enjoying the cool night air and the beer. Hank left him off at his car. "See you later, Mr. Big Dick!" He laughed, driving away. L.C. drove home feeling completely satisfied. A little confused, but satisfied. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----