POOL
PRAV
B
By Brian Brannon
She may have been cream and sugar, a
luscious young thing with a soft voice and
sweet figure, but Bob didn't care.
He said, "Later Lolita, I gotta catch the
sun," and was gone..
Twilight was nigh. The traffic lights were
hostile. Each red riled Bob a little more, but
he kept his cool.
His palms sweated feverishly, his cold
eyes stared intently ahead. He straight-
armed the steering wheel and supplied the
engine with a hearty stream of gasoline.
His whole body was tense. He had only one
thought in mind, to get there.
Bob was on a pool jones, and the sun was
sinking fest.
Steve Keenan started to jones during a
photo session at the Nude Pool in Palm
Springs and had to satisfy a crave to carve
Photo: Steve Alba.
Inset Photo: Mark Rogowski (with disguise).
waits to score a tasty apartment complex
bowl in San Diego. Photo: Dave Sturt.