It's a hot, hot night. Too hot to be making love, unless your romance is young, like Sherry's and Duane's. It's their first time, and the anticipation is killing. There's just one problem: they have no condoms. Of course, they could wait until tomorrow.
Duane remembers the Speed-D-Mart. In the usual circumstances, it's not a place anyone would want to visit at night. But these aren't usual circumstances. Duane throws on his clothes: the store is just 10 minutes down the block.
Now Sherry is waiting. Ten minutes has gone, so has 20. She's not worried. What's another few minutes? Then she hears the noise from down the street. It might be a door slamming. It might be the backfire of a car. But Sherry thinks it sounds mostly like a gunshot.
© Richard Laymon; (P)2003 Books in Motion