“Listen, before this year, you weren’t anything to write home about. Don’t get me wrong, Carl, but I at least would like a guy to be as big as I...am!”I laughed at that. “God knows that’s the truth.”“And this year,”, she continued, “Well, maybe I did start out just looking for your help on the project, but I also got to know you. You’re nowhere near as scary as I thought you would be.”I had to stare at her. “Scary? What in the world are you talking about?” The very concept that anybody could be. I didn't think I would get another sentence started. I didn't."WHAT?!?" Amy protested, shocked. "You have to have one! You can't do that!" Why not?" I asked, reasonably again."Because! Who will protect you? What if you get killed? You have responsibilities towards us. You can't just desert those responsibilities like that, and leave us alone if you get killed!" Amy was hot! Good! Now I could work on getting her really mad and ending this nonsense."Why not, Amy? You are." That should get her. One had it’s doors closed, but the lights on inside, and the other had the woman spread eagle on the bonnet.“Up here” I said to my girlfriend and we climbed up a bank with trees for cover.From our vantage point we could see the woman on the bonnet getting fucked good and proper. No sooner than one cum inside her another would be there to take his place. I was hornier than a horny toad on a horny day. I reach around my girlfriend trying to see if I could finger her. “Fuck off” she said, and. I’ve done this with my wife before, and I had the idea of spiking her drink with a couple of Ativan and an Ambien kills the memory and almost hypnotic to do whatever the hell you want them to. The kid stirred so she had to go and deal with that which was my opportunity to go to my suitcase and get some of my cocktail. I already had them broken down into simple Advil capsules, so I could just dump and stir, so I grabbed her tequila knowing that I myself don’t drink tequila and I put two Ambien.