Lips 97

Laid

This story is all about getting laid and how many women are looking for it. This one begins like this: The long low Jaguar cruised through the park like a slinking animal stalking its prey, pausing for a moment while the voluptuously sensual woman inside shifted gears, then the car soared effortlessly up the winding road ahead. At that moment, Sally Baxter, the honey-haired blonde behind the wheel, was hardly aware of the battered black Plymouth following several hundred yards behind. Other things were whirling through her mind ... other more important things … like handsome young boys! She knew she would find them here ... she had to find them!