Philip arrives home sporting a black eye earned defending his mother's dubious honor from schoolyard taunts. His grandmother gives him a bath and more. Then the nice lady next door teaches him a few tricks. Grandma comes back and teaches him some more. Finally, his abundantly endowed mom arrives and he shows her what he just learned.
Told in four Parts and loosely based on the song it was titled after: The story of a trip from Michigan to California, a man, a woman and a Volkswagon Van. The locations are as much a character in this story as the man and woman are. I will include the songs Lyrics at the end of part four.
He gets a massage that's especially hands on, but partway through, realizes that he knows the masseuse: it's his ex-girlfriend's older and bustier sister.
Waking up from a sultry dream, needing a shower...but the shower is already occupied by the antagonist of the dream you've just awoken from... This is just a scene, the first prose I ever wrote. Don't expect a story, but do allow yourself to get carried off...