Learning the Ropes
As I put the bag on the kitchen table, Mrs. Mize stepped up behind me. She put her arms around me, and kissed my cheek and temple. I could feel her breasts against my back and her pelvis against my buttocks. "Ed, do you want me to teach you about men and women?" she asked in my ear. "I think I'd like to teach you. I think it would be fun." I was frozen from foot to jaw, unable to speak or move. Faye Mize brought a hand up and ran it through my hair. She kissed my ear, sending a charge...