Chapter Fourteen
Heat
It’s the ‘dog days’ of summer. That’s what they call them; endless summer nights. Hot, sweltering nights. On nights like this, with the walls closing in on me, I can’t stand having clothes on; love the feeling of walking around naked in my stifling apartment. And when the sun goes down comes, I only want to get out, out of that apartment, out into the night, with one thing on my mind: Men! Men, men, men. It’s driving me crazy! I know they’ll be seeing me, watching me stroll by in my heels, and that little dress that shows off my legs. I can feel their eyes on me, and that old familiar need surges up in my loins. The need to clutch a man, to hold his hard body tightly pressed against mine, rubbing up against him, feeling the bulge of a good stiff prick pressing into
