The car was at the opposite end of the bridge. ‘Nick, wave that car down.’ Nick walked into the center of the bridge and waved his arms about. As ...he car neared, they could identify it. It was a blue Nova, probably ’75. It wasn’t until the car stopped in front of them that the blood on the hood was noticeable. Then there was the man inside. As he got out, his features immediately set off an alarm within Nick. The dark hair and goatee, the unfeeling and apathetic eyes, and the half smile that. Albeit one with some unusual challenges. I started to think about it professionally, trying to come up with a strategy and a story I could take to Sam to stop him discovering what I was doing. Thinking about last night, it was Sam who had kissed me first, before I responded by kissing him. Did that mean he had feelings for me, or was it the drink and the situation which had caused him to kiss me? I felt a tingle as I thought about the kiss, the way my lips felt against his. Deny it as much as I. He stands up and lifts me up. I wrap my legs around his waist as his mouth entraps mine. Our tongue battle, our mouths try to eat each other. He sits on the couch with me in his lap. His hands fumble with his pants while my hands cup his face and I’m kissing him maidenly. When he frees himself from his pants I whisper in his ear, ‘Fuck me. I wanna feel your cock in my pussy.’ ‘Whadya say?’ I shake myself out of my fantasy. ‘Nothing. Did you find it?’ ‘Yeah, thanks for letting me in.’ He heads. But, she did not want to look like a road whore either so it took awhile to get the look she was after. For the first time in awhile there was a message on the machine, which she almost walked by. ‘Probably the kids need more money,’ she thought fondly. She hit the button but it was Sam’s voice that came out, ‘Sandra, I’ll be back in town in two weeks and honey, we have to have a serious talk, see ya then.’ She thought about it for a while, and then called Lisa, to see what she thought. ‘Am I.