”“Yeah sure! Call me any time! Glad to be your driver! You know if you ever need--”Clank went the building door as we left Steve on the sidewalk... still offering his services. Mel burst out laughing as she threw her arms around me, I cracked up too. I’d never had a blowjob, or any sex, really, with an audience before. It didn’t bother me as much as I thought it might. With Mel, all things seemed possible. We stepped into the big, dirty elevator and began the creaky ride up to the top.Mel pulled. Or something else that quiet. Like a piece of p-" I cut her off. "Not being quiet, Billie. How big IS the scratch?" I asked her. "About..." She held her hands up and distanced them at pencil length. "That big." I ran my hand down my face and sighed. "I'll get Curtis to fix it. He owes me." She smiled. "Curtis your brother that's a mechanic?" I asked her. "No, Curtis the circus clown. Yes, my brother!" She threw her hands up. "Okay, okay. But if that car doesn't come back the way it was, you're. "She looked surprised and then smiled proudly at her accomplishment. "I didn't know so much stuff would come out!" she exclaimed.She grabbed a wad of tissue to clean me off, taking special care to clean up my pubic hair which necessitated her continued handling of my still gently spasiiming cock. She glanced up at me as she ran her finger on the top of the head to grab the final drop of cum and then licked her finger! Wow, was I surprised."Tastes a little funky and weird but not bad, not bad at. I am therefore looking forward to the end of my posting when I can apply for a seagoing command.I am also in the hope of winning an accomplished and beautiful woman for my wife. Miss Elizabeth Maynard is the only child of Colonel Maynard, formerly of the 1st Bombay Muskets, who is one of the largest landowners around Salcombe. He is also the Justice of the Peace and commands the militia, and I have dealings with him frequently. I met Miss Elizabeth early on when I first interviewed the colonel..