Chapter Five
Charleston was still nineteen when Lila took him into her mouth and melted his brain forevermore. They had kissed for the first hour, off and on. Her mouth tasted like black cherry and endorphins. The most intense passion of his life, she unzipped him and rearranged his cortex with her tongue.
Lila drove out to support him at an open mic night in Orange County. He smuggled her into the club through the back door, since she was underage.
On stage Charleston's act came around to, "Hey let's talk breasts."
Instant response from the Friday night crowd.
"I mean most men prefer a pretty hefty size,” he said smiling. “They don't have to be double-d, up where they're getting reduction surgery and all that, but I think there is an invisible line, one that every guy can see in his
