I'll see you then."Friday night he rang the doorbell, a bottle of a 2002 Cabernet in his hand. "You didn't have to do this," she said."Well, since I r...ally don't think you'd want me to bring something I cooked, I thought this would be better. It should be ready to open." Come on in. Dinner's not ready. In fact, you're going to help me cook. You need to learn to do something besides grill hamburgers." Are you sure you know what you're doing? This could be disastrous." "Bullshit...Oh sorry. I. You’re not on that path anymore.’ ‘Take the money and blaze a new path, one you can walk on your own, or with somebody else if you find her. You have your whole life ahead of you, and you’re too good a person to to be alone. Someone will come along, I only wish I had lived long enough to see it.’ I didn’t read that part of the letter on air. Her letter triggered something in me. What did I want to do? How could I make my life better? I came up with the idea one night while watching a talk show. Get me pregnant...I want you to spunk in me later...understand"? I nodded and muttered something about flooding her twat with my seed! "That's quite enough, you dirty pair of fuckers"! Redhead bought the car to a stop at the end of a long, gravelled drive. A huge mansion house was in front of us as Redhead opened the back door and pulled us out, me stuffing my cock back into my trousers and Gemma giggling! Redhead threw the car keys to a servant girl - probably Spanish or Mexican - and barked. We exchanged cell phone numbers but not names.In the afternoon - her trip home - I drove by another spot near her work. If she was waiting I could pick her up and save her the bus trip, but I could not wait for her. She was fine with that. I also said one BJ per day was my limit; she acted disappointed but we both knew better.I said we would try it on Monday, when I was on my 4-day schedule. No BJ required, “it was a freebie-test run” because I wanted to see if we got along “standing up.”She.