She hardly ever wore makeup, as her natural coloring made it unnecessary.

With this boy, however, she seemed aware for the first time of her innate beauty. For some reason, it made her embarrassed, causing her to turn beet-red.

"Could you give me a lift?" the boy asked suddenly. "I mean… you don't know me or anything, but I'm getting off work and…"

"Hop in," she said, unable to believe what was happening. "I… I'm not doing anything… sure."

For the life of her, she couldn't recount what happened next. One moment they were driving down Cooper Street, the next, they were in Meadowbrook Park, surrounded by darkness. When she pulled to the curb and turned off the ignition and lights, it was as if she were watching, instead of participating.

"I… I haven't had a cock in so long," she said, not believing her words. "I… I…"

"You've got one now," the boy said, moving closer. He kissed her hard on the mouth, driving his tongue firmly between her teeth. "Ohhhh… yes, baby, you've got all the cock you want… right now."

Ruby flung herself on his young body like the widow at an Indian funeral pyre. And as she clutched him, she felt an ache, a horrible itch that almost drove her crazy.

"Fuck me… God… baby, fuck me," she panted, locking her lips around his open mouth. The mere taste of his body was enough to cause her cunt to spasm with the first welling of climax. She clawed at his shoulders with her fingernails. "Give… give it to me… cock… cock… damn you… cock!"

Suddenly, they were both naked, their bodies locked in a passionate embrace. Ruby's mouth was all over him, sucking across the yard-wide shoulders, tasting the sweaty flavor of his neck. She molded her lips over the sculptured angles of his chest, felt the wiry texture of hair. His cock throbbed upward, touching her chin.