"What do you have planned for today?" mom asked."I thought I'd go down to Abbott's Garage and see if they could give my car a tune-up," I said. "It's ...ot about fifty thousand miles on it now and I'd feel better if I had it tuned up and serviced before I head for California." That's probably a good idea. Your dad and I are going to be tied up most of the day, anyway. We're supposed to meet George and Betty for a round of golf in just over an hour." You'd better wake dad up then. You know it. He would have liked to sweep the whole mess into the trashcan sitting next to his desk, grab his fishing pole and leave for the nearest fishing hole. He sighed heavily, looking at the heavily wooded area that his office back up on, his mind on fishing and maybe a catnap next to the water.A knock on his door brought him away from the feel of cool fresh water on his feet and a bottle of Bud in one hand, his fishing pole in the other."Yeah?" Damn did that sound irritable. Too bad that his ability. . You know, the whole sex slavery and cock cage business still had me a bit uncomfortable. I waited for a second to see if Amy would tip her hand, and when I was about to give up and speak, she cleared her throat at last."Um ... Dan, I think that there are some issues between you and me that need to be worked out. I've said some things that were just plain wrong, even knowing that they were wrong when I said them, and for that, I deeply apologize to you. As for Angel, well, I will apologize to. ..you fuck me so good," she moaned and Cara groaned into her, the vibration causing her to jump off that cliff as she ran her hand over her own breast, her head falling back against the wall, riding her face. The spasms seemed to go on as she started to feel lightheaded, pleasure making her contract around Cara. Her world fell apart and came back together in the span of a moment. "No more," she whispered, gently cupping her face. Cara slowly pulled out, placing a kiss on her between her legs.