Dare! — Dee Dawning

BLURB Carol can't work. She can't even think. The world is closing in on her. She needs to get away, so she gets in her Thunderbird-a gift from someone she doesn't even want to think about-and drives up the Pacific Coast Highway. That night at the Montery Pop Festival, half naked in the company of five virile young band members, Carol is half high from a combination of fantastic music and superb weed. It's The Summer of Love and Carol needs to make a decision. The band member want her for sure and it's looking more and more like she wants them. Will she? DARE she? EXCERPT All five stared with an intensity reserved for seduction. She was topless in a motel room with five sexy studs, getting warmer and wetter by the minute. Isn't this what I wanted? I asked them here. Hogan hitched his chin toward her loins. "Your skirt," he said with a wicked grin. "We don't want you to catch cold." "Yeah, you better get that off," Zach seconded." "In a minute." Leaning over she reached in the nightstand and retrieved a joint and lighter. Petey ran a hand lightly over her shoulder until she straightened. Their gazes all locked on her lips as she wet the joint, slipping it in and out of her mouth. She held it up and asked, "You guys interested?" Zach answered with a question, "Smoking or something else?" A flush zipped through her. She tried to cover it with a smile. "Smoking. Are you interested?" Hogan answered for all of them, "effing ay!" "Gather around then, my arms aren't that long." Five seconds and she was surrounded by bulging crotches, and even though she was topless at two in the morning, she started to get warm between her legs. She lit the joint, inhaled deeply and passed it on to Rossi, who did the same and passed it to Al and so forth. "You boys must be warm. Why don't you get comfortable and take your shirts off?" After they followed her suggestion, she appraised their lean, wiry muscularity with a smile. A fair amount of hair swirled across Hogan and Zach's chests. She