..I left it at that. I set my phone to silent and put it away. Just then, Becky grabbed my arm, again hitting the scars from the explosion. I wince... in pain, which she clearly saw. She pulled her hand away and looked nervous."It's OK. Old wounds. Docs say it will probably never fully heal." I said loud enough to be heard over the cacophony of the bar."I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you". Her apology was genuine. She really looked worried."So why did we come here exactly?" I asked,. Instead, she stood near the bed and started talking useless talk. She asked Martin for his program of the day and some other things and after a while, he asked Martin about his girlfriends and his sex life. This was getting very unusual and talking of sex was causing the testosterone rush in his body and producing the results on his certain special body parts. She was young, at least 5’ 8’’, very fit body, not too many muscles or skinny either. He recalled, grabbing her, teasing her when they. His small, bow-shaped mouth painted deep red began to quiver with anticipation and his breath was quick and shallow. I gently leaned my face towards his and inhaled the sweet fragrance of his youthful lust. I pressed my lips to his forehead then covered his mouth with mine. He parted his lips and I gave his tongue a few soft sucks. We kissed a while longer until I felt a very hard bump poking my thigh from under his gown, leaving a small wet spot on my trousers. I undid my pants and let them. ? He climbed out of the truck and came over to her side and opened the door. ?Come on.? He said.Margaret reluctantly stepped out onto the parched soil. Wasn’t she supposed to be a maid in a big house or something? ?Where’s the house?? She asked looking up at him. ?Oh, this isn’t the final stop, but this is as far as I’m taking you. Now come on.? He took her by the arm, not especially gently. ?Hey! You’re hurting me!? Mr. Harvey chuckled, ?Quiet down, we’re late already.?He walked.