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 "You're right, Glenn." And a slow flush stole over his handsome face. "I was thinking of something, something I can never tell because I cannot explain it. Maybe someday I can tell you but I can't now."

"That's all right … I hope you can tell me some day if it will do you any good." He must think of something pleasant. "Gay . . and the tones were full of life, "let's double-date some night real soon."

"All right. Who do you want a date with?"

"I don't know anyone here."

"You don't?"

"I know a couple of girls in the country and they're not bad," he replied with a big grin. "I used to take one up in the hayloft."

"You did?" Gaylord suddenly became interested. "Was it good?"

"Not bad; girls are okay I guess but I don't know. I don't know too much about them."

"You probably found out about them in that hayloft."

Rogers laughed at this, then said, "Yeah, I sure did. This one I was telling you about was a corker. Told me she was a virgin but I knew better. I knew three boys who were getting it regularly. She was a pushover. Just laid back and took it without a grunt. I shoved the whole damn thing in at one push. She just laid back and took it with a wiggle like she wanted more."

"Maybe she did," grinned Gaylord, seeing in his imagination Glenn's naked body over the girl.

"She had all the hose I had. Maybe she wanted balls and all, huh?" he tittered, and one arm slapped Gaylord's shoulder.

Gaylord giggled too. "Yeah, that's the way some girls are. I'll never forget one I went out with. She picked me up one night in her new car. I was walking home from the show and she said she'd take me. Well, instead of taking me home we drove out in the country and parked. She finally stopped the car and bent over close to me. I just sat there and played dumb. She put her lips close to mine and asked me if I didn't want to kiss her."

"Imagine asking a question like that," interrupted Rogers.

"That's what I thought. So, I just gave her a good juicy one right on the mouth." He remembered last night. "She put her tongue down my throat like she was going to get my tonsils … She sure got 125