"Nowhere?" Carla squawked forcefully, reminding me that my 'ravaging' of her was just role-play. This girl's mind and body would always be her own. "Look mister, in case I have not made my agenda clear, I. Want. To. f**k. You. And I'd like to do that now, if we can find somewhere. And before you go all full i***t on me again, I am not getting naked and making the beast with two backs with you out here, in the middle of the track, in broad daylight!"
I sighed and rolled off of Carla, to a small sound of disappointment from her. I sat up and said, "Look around." Yet another new discovery that day was that even my Male Instinct in full flower was no match for my innate affection for explaining my own (allegedly) brilliant thought processes. I pulled Carla up into a seated position beside me,
