This story was inspired by the exploits of my friend Roger and his cousins in the 1960's. The essential facts of this story were related to me years ago, and I assume that they were true. In Indian Creek, I have expanded on his original tale, and the characters and details are all a product of my imagination.
She thought it was one of the best fucks of her life, even if it was in a men's room stall. Or maybe it was special because it was in a men's room stall. He thought she was crazy, but he never could tell her no.
A description of sexual explorations by a high school girl and her first boyfriends. The basic facts are true, but names and places have been changed to protect the innocent and the guilty.
