Stone took a long piss, emptying his bladder. A smile formed on his face as he remembered being twenty years old, having loads of safe and unsafe sex in various roadside restrooms throughout western Pennsylvania. Those were ridiculous days in his life when he acted careless, willy nilly about things, and not at all mature. Twelve years could change a person, though, turning a boy into a man. It happened to him, like most men his age. They went from having rough bathroom sex with random roadies to throwing book club parties with their closest friends.
He zipped up, washed his hands, and returned to the main floor of the grocery store. Boxes of all-natural granola caught his eye and so did Jack Panda, his ex-lover.