Pornography At A Gas Station  I'm at some sort of a gas station. There are other people with me. We're waiting to be picked up. There is a magazine rack with pornography on the bottom shelf. I pickup a magazine with a black background and two scantily clothed women on the cover. It has a huge centerfold that is many pages long. I am sexually aroused. The bathroom there is old and creaky and covered in dust and cobwebs. I do into the bathroom to masturbate, but it is not a private bathroom. There is a hallway going into the bathroom. I walk out. Bill from Bill's Country Farm Stand is there. Our van comes to pick us up. It is a van for the chicken catchers. We are all going to a recreational spot: a lake cabin or something. We get there. The place has two floors. On the bottom floor there are some attractive young women at a desk, like at the Middle Mall Fitness Center which I go by often. I am naked. I have my green towel to cover me. I have underwear and shorts in my hand but no place to change into them. My high school basketball teammate Olie Kecker is there. He is growing a good beard. My friend Mya Rousing is there. There are many others there.