Bear Naked
I looked at the tall redhead across the school parking lot putting her books into her car. She had to be no older than sixteen but she walked with the confidence of a woman in her late twenties. The last thing she did before she zoomed off and left me sitting there in my Toyota salivating was to unbutton her blouse and fling it into the backseat, leaving only her thin white undershirt. “You read my mind,” I chuckled to myself “much better for driving in.” My gaze was cut short by the...