I tried to keep myself busy most of the day. I went and had breakfast at a coffeehouse. There was a group of teenagers there, presumably on vacation like everyone else. I looked at the girls and reflexively compared them all to Kaylee. None of them held a candle to her raw sex appeal. I wonder if any of them let boys spank them…

Great. I needed to stop that, or else be prepared to sport a perpetual hard-on for the rest of the day. I barely got it down on the drive away from home, and now there I was thinking about her again. I picked up a newspaper...