![]() He was staring vacuously at the steaming engine when a van pulled along side. Poor Doug had one other deficiency-he knew nothing about cars. He pulled off the highway onto a deserted service road. ![]() On the long trek back to New Mexico, just this side of Amarillo, his Explorer started acting up. He was 19, and had just finished his freshman year at Liberty University, a Christian college in Virginia. His Dad was the pastor of a large nondenominational church in Albuquerque and ever since he could remember, Doug had wanted to follow him into the ministry. He rarely went to parties, and, except for the communion wine, avoided alcohol. He had dated only a few girls and never had a serious relationship. He was every girl's dream date and more than one guy's fuck dream.ĭoug had no idea how sexy he was. He had been on the basketball, swimming, and wrestling teams all four years in high school, and had lettered in all three. His shoulders, chest, and abs were the envy of many dudes. He was 5-11, 160, had short brown hair, and the sexiest brown eyes you've ever seen. Douglas was a walking, talking wet dream.
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