Whenever she could, Cheryl would lure a guy backstage, after her set, for an expensive screw. Cheryl always looked out for the bottom line.

Cheryl is now, at 58 years-of-age, the town Treasurer and still concerned with the bottom line. Sadly, the 18 year-old Cheryl body has declined and her body is now, alas, obviously 58-years-old.

I excuse myself and go over to the bar, to get a glass of red wine. There I meet Dan and Deanna. Dan is an okay guy, but a little slow. Deanna was the hottest stuff in town after her high school graduation.

I flash back to a summer night, 40 years ago. Deanna and I duck out of a party at the lake and walk down the shore a bit. Deanna wears no panties under her mini skirt and my searching fingers discover this early on. I take my time and get Deanna heated up. We wind up screwing standing up with Deanna leaning against a tree, for balance, and me pumping her from behind. Deanna is enthusiastic and I get deep into her wet pussy right from the start. She wants it hard and I'm ready, willing and able. The screw is hot and athletic, with Deanna trying to capture my dick, with every stroke. She doesn't succeed, but she does keep trying. I finally settle the issue with a half dozen hard, fast strokes and then pump cum into Deanna's pussy as she manages to just hiss, rather than scream, her way through her orgasm.

Afterward, Deanna tells me, "It's the first time I have ever done anything like this."

I presume that she really means that it's the first time that night.

Deanna has pictures of her four kids that she shows me. No two of them have any sort of close physical resemblance. Deanna has not changed!

Deanna and Dan wander away and I find myself with Elaine.

Elaine was the class 'good girl.' She had smarts and 'high morals,' if you believed the teachers at Valley High.

I flash back to one night when I find Elaine and some girl friend of hers parked out in a little pull-off on a remote stretch of North Valley Road. The girls have been smoking dope and they're really high. I stop because I think that they may have had car trouble. As I get out of my car, the other girl panics and drives off. Elaine had gotten out of the car and she stands there. She's really high and she tells me that she knows what I'm after and, fortunately, she has on clean underwear. She then lifts her skirt to show me. I get Elaine into the back seat of my car and we take off her panties so that we can verify the clean underwear boast. I actually never do the exam because I'm too busy screwing Elaine. It's not Elaine's first time and she's the best screw I have had, with the possible exception of Deanna. Elaine tries to work on her own tit through her usual cast iron bra and I do work her clit with busy fingers. I keep working my hard dick into the tightest pussy I have ever encountered. It's hard work, but we both appreciate it. Elaine wants it harder, deeper and faster. I give it to her as best I can, although I do take my time, to make it last a while, and we eventually arrive at a shattering, mutual orgasm. I then dismount and lie beside Elaine.

Elaine is still high from the dope, but no longer outer space high. She begins to realize what has happened and maybe she panics a little. Elaine begs me not to tell anyone. She says, "If my parents find out what I have done, I'm grounded for life."

I tell her, "Okay, but I want a second helping."

Elaine says, "Okay, but only because I have no real choice." (Translation: "Stop it some more!")

We then move to another location, just in case. We repeat the first screw only I first make Elaine take off her cast iron bra and this time Elaine gets herself worked up to the state that she has no control at all and starts to demand things using really vile words. Well, I'm shocked. However, I do what she asks and a few more things that even not so innocent Elaine has never heard of. After the second fuck, Elaine puts her clothes back on and I drive her home as she just keeps muttering 'Omigod!' over and over again.

As I return to the real world, an embarrassed Elaine is introducing me to her husband. Elaine has snagged herself a Mother's Dream, or MD, as they're more commonly known. Elaine and her husband are pillars of the community, etc. They're also boring as hell.

I then manage to drift over to a group of girls by the bar only to realize that it's a group of ex bad girls. One of the girls, whose name I can't recall, nails me with "Hey Vito!" She then asks me. "How is the old Valley hoodlum?"

I quickly reply, "I wasn't the Valley hoodlum, your old boyfriend had that dubious honor."

The slut laughs at me and points to a grossly fat man across the floor. She tells me, "Fat Freddy aint no hoodlum no more."

We laugh and I manage to escape from the encounter before I have to call her by her name, a name that I can't recall.

While I can't remember the slut's name, I do remember her boast. After we all graduated, she said that all the sluts want to get themselves laid, however, she always likes to get on top. Hopalong, as she was called back then was a slim, but athletic girl who probably could have set the world pogo stick record if she had wanted to; with or without a pogo stick. Sadly, she now looks much like Fat Freddy. Oh well, you have to get it while the getting is good.

The next couple I encounter are Geraldo and Gilda. Geraldo was a Mexican kid who was considered the second toughest guy in Valley High School, back when, and Gilda was his dancing girlfriend. Gilda was curved, but in incredible physical condition. She could prance and whirl about the dance floor like a pro dancer. Everybody figured that she would be a hot fuck. However, nobody wanted to mess with Geraldo, well almost nobody.

I flash back to the night that Gilda and I close the garage we work at, just after we graduate from high school. It's raining like somebody turned over a bucket upstairs and we're told to close early because nobody can get to us through the giant puddle at G and 10th. We close the garage, however, we also can't get out. We dash out to my van and prepare to wait for the flood to subside so we can go home. Once inside the van, we're both soaked.

Gilda calmly starts to undress, remarking, "I'm not gonna catch my death of cold sitting here with wet clothes on.

What the hell, I also strip. I mean, I'm not gonna be the one to spread a cold virus.

Gilda craftily reveals her true purpose. She says, "You know, I always wanted to fuck somebody other than Geraldo, just to find out what it would be like with someone different."

I wasn't worried about Geraldo, back then, and who am I to deny a young girl an educational experience?