Upon which she started crying and said that Sunny always keeps on shouting at her rather teaching anything. I held her gently and told her that everyt...ing is going to be alright and I will speak to Sunny. I spoke to Sunny and asked him to be cool with her but the same thing happened next day. She came to my cabin and started crying again. I asked her to sit and sat next to her and was put my hand on her hair and was consoling her. I told her that henceforth she needs not to report to Sunny and. ‘Greg talks about her a lot.’ She turned to Joanne. ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t intend to leave you out of this conversation, Joanne,’ she said. ‘You seem to have worked some magic on Larry, too. I’ve never seen him look at a woman the way he looks at you. And it isn’t that other women haven’t tried to nail him down. A lot of the nurses at the hospital where I work consider him a prime catch.’ ‘He is special, very special,’ Joanne said. ‘I’ve never known anyone quite like him. But…sometimes…I…I worry. That's what they were called back then, not the 'politically correct': automotive salvage yards. Shit, but I was getting very annoyed with the constant 'political correctness' police, trying to enforce their own agenda down my throat.I got the car running like a top. St. Louis, city and county, could see me driving it from time to time. There was no way I was NOT going to drive this beauty. It was an engineering marvel, and I so appreciated the thought and time that had gone into the creation. I looked down at her as I slowly lifted and landed on her soft body she invited me into. She was absolutely beautiful under me. Her body glowed and her face let me know its satisfaction. Suddenly though, after only about five minutes, the moment hit me. I felt somewhat ashamed. I actually tried to hold it off and slowed my thrusts a little. It was no use though. The moment fell all on me since she was so lusciously lubricated, so heavenly hot, and so tantalizingly tight. Plus, it had been so.