... andwe find the girls and reverse this and.... ya, if we have to shootsomeone then so be it," Mack told him, then looked over at hisgirlfriend- tha... was not his girlfriend.Troy nodded- "okay, just... just- I don't want to be Jennifer any longerthen I have to be."Mack threw gravel as he left the road and drove fast towards his home.*It was perhaps an hour sense they had run from the house when they gotto Mack's home. He turned off the lights and used the emergency break tostop so as not to. “Joe Taylor Whatbthe Fuck are you doing under here any way? Did you follow me you flicking pervert?” “Of course not!” I defended myself. “I,m collecting pop bottles and this is a good place to find them before the morons come around to,use them for rifle practise or just smash them with rocks” “Sorry Joe. I,m just not used to being caught with no,panties on.Do,you really think my pussy is fabulous?” “I Love hairy pussies and you,ve got the hairiest I,ve ever seen. Would you let me touch you?”. He grabbed the overhead rack and started to fuck my face as I felt his muscular legs and arse that he must have attained by the miles of walking up and down the train everyday. I stood up undid his shirt and went to town on his nipples. Roy's moans got louder the more excited he got, after our short but intense foreplay he did his shirt and pulled up his trousers and pants and he lead me down the carriage to the toilet, the door slid open and we went in, he pressed the button to lock the door,. “She’s pretty,” Belinda said.I grinned, first because Belinda had the same assessment of my Mimi that I held, and second, “Told you she’d have to be as spectacular as you.”“There you go again,” she smiled. That was about as flirty as the two of us ever got. “You need to bring her over one Saturday.”“We’ll do that,” I said.I recounted the story to Mimi. “Your work-wife, huh?”“Work-wife?” I asked.“Never mind. Female co-worker that you have a relationship with.”“We’ve never so much as touched.