A wet and windy day, I'd just returned from taking Jess into school, Ernie had entrusted me with his car so we didn't get a wet backside using the 'Be...za'. One of the trucks came racing into the yard blowing it's horn, something was obviously wrong. The driver climbed out of the cab and rushed towards Fred's office. I followed him in."There's been an accident, Ernie's grader has gone over the edge and he's trapped inside of it." Fred grabbed the phone and called for an ambulance."You better. But what happened to you? Get a Section 8? Always knew you'd wash out. Figured it wouldn't take six years for you to do it!" he laughed."I came back to help the old man out with the salvage yard. I'm just getting back from Denver," Finn motioned to the flatbed. "Went to pick up some old cars Dad wants to restore. It'll never happen. They'll rust away long before he ever messes with 'em. But what the hell, makes him happy. Hey Miller, stop by the yard sometime and we'll drink some beers and. As we kissed, I started to caress his cheek. His soft skin felt great under my hand. I slowly moved my hand to the back of his head. When it got there, I pulled him closer to me. Like I said, I was on automatic. Before I knew it, my tongue was stretching into his mouth. As my tongue searched for his, his came out to greet mine. It was pure euphoria. We frenched for a few minutes, exploring every part of each other's mouth.A few minutes later, his hand rested on my right thigh. I didn't. Besides, if you leave, what'll I do with all the chips and salsa?"We finally let her talk us into staying, as we had planned all along. Bob kissed Cindy, and told her he knew he'd be gone for at least four hours, so don't wait up for him. She told him she understood, and it wasn't like this happened all the time.As soon as he was out the door we settled down to play again, but we had a problem."Cindy, we were in the middle of a hand, and it was Bob's turn to bet. Can you sit in long enough to.