She had said she loved me as much as she did Kent.I thought about Fay and myself and our conversation on the way from the bus station. She had gotten ...erself into a " No Win " situation.Her only out was to run, she could leave and make a new start somewhere else.I remembered her remark the day before just before I took her home, " I will just have to figure a way out for myself ".When I was leaving I had offered to send money. She had said " I will not need your help soon ".It struck me,"SHIT",. If you would like I would be happy shave it for you!"I was embarrassed by her action and suggestion, so I was at and at a loss for a response.She insisted, "Let me shave it for you?"I couldn't bring myself to say yes, but I nodded my approval.She had me sit there on her white plastic patio chair, and she went into the house to get the supplies she needed to do the job. When she returned, she was carrying a towel over her arm and had a pan of warm water, a can of shaving cream and a Lady's. Jonny asked Mi "Would you like us to return to the bedroom now?" "If you would like to. That would be good." Mi didn't mean a single word of what she said."Mi have you ever been spit roasted?" "No I have no idea what that is." "We will show you now." So Jonny asked Rob "Front or back?" Rob replied "Back." Feeling slightly considerate Jonny liberally coated Mi's ass hole with KY Jelly both around and in the ass hole. As soon as that was done Rob took station. Erect cock at the entrance but he. Then we were on the open road! I concentrated on not crashing the gears, I finally got the double de-clutching! I also discovered that a 1930s Wolseley needed most of the width of Wales to come to a stop. The brakes were small and ineffectual, and the car was very, very heavy. If we hit one of the modern cars on the road we would demolish it. It had rolled steel bumpers, front and back, with the give and flexibility of a Panzer tank. Luckily we could only do about fifty, top; and I gathered.