.. God, I missed you."Taking his hand, she settled herself on his lap."Never leave me alone again," she said. "We stay together from now on, Niko. No ...atter what, we stay together."His hand touched the wound on her left breast. She could see the rage in his eyes, knew his Greek blood cried for revenge. Closing her hand over his, she moved it over her nipple, shivering at the sensation of his touch."I'll heal, Niko," she said."He should never have had the chance..." It's my own fault for not. An 18-wheel truck pulledup behind the mail truck. The Don slipped out of the back of one and into the front of the other truck. Seven hours later the truck was passing the Swiss border into France, and the Don felt many years younger. They stopped at a small private airport, where he got into a private jet which flew him to Rabat, Morocco. As he passed through customs the officer asked him was he here on pleasure or business. The Don answered that he was here on pleasure, and may seek to stay. WE WENT TO THE BAR AND GOT A BEER HE LOOKED UP AT ME AND SAID NOW ITS UR TURN HUN I SAID HE SAID U KNOW WHAT I MEAN NOW DO UR JOB JUST LIKE UR BITCH WIFE AND GET ON UR KNEES AND SUCK MY DICK I WANT TO SEE WHO IS BETTER AND THE WAY I SAW U LOOK AT THIS COCK I KNOW U CANT WAIT TO GET U LIPS ON IT NOW GET ON UR KNEES BITCH HE GRAB MY HEAD WITH HIS STRONG HANDS AND PUSH ME TO IS HOT COCK HE WAS RIGHT I GOT ON MY KNESS AND LICKED HIS BEUTIFULL COCK HE PUT HIS HANDS ON MY HEAD PUSH HIS COCK IN MY. ” He looked back at her through the mirror. “Velour, too.”“Did you go parking with Mom in that car?”Bill sighed. “Yes, I did. Many times, in fact.”“How long were you dating before you got her into your big back seat?”“Well, technically, before we even had our first date.”“NO!”“Yep. She was stuck at school after an event, and I offered to drive her home. We had known each other for a while; she was friends with your Aunt Lisa, and, well, we just hit it off. We sat outside her house, just talking.