Emma had stayed out of court because she was always very careful who she worked with: they had to be professional and sound and she would not take any...unnecessary risks. This job was a big risk, but the payout would be worth it, and she even thought that it would mean she could take a year out travelling. She might even stay in South America.Tony took a deep breath and drove up the drive of the Manor in Emma's battered Transit van that she had begrudgingly lent him. Jumping down and dressed in. He looked up and nodded. ‘Very nice, that was the fastest a woman ever got ready I think.’ ‘I’ve learned to be fast. Most truckers can’t wait hours for the whole nine yards.’ ‘Well, I am in no hurry, I’m empty and waiting for a load, a load north as a matter of fact. It seems the boss wants me to make one to Seattle, something about my being needed up there.’ She gathered up her discarded clothes from the night before. ‘You’re based in Seattle?’ ‘Yeah, the boss likes it up there.’ Reni looked. ” She took a deep breath and looked at me for a second then went off set. “Action! Come in and sit on the end of the bed.” She sauntered in this time, still as awkward as hell but better than before. “Think about the last time you had an orgasm.” God knows where that came from. She sat tentatively on the end of the bed, her face blazing red now, I could see it went down her neck and under her blouse. There was a surprising amount of power in this and my cock was. "What's going on out here?" Mum said as she opened the door."It's nothing," Dad said. "Just a little father - son, I mean daughtertime," he said, dropping his foot in it. He always had a habit of doingthat."Tilly, Jenny's come to see you," Mum said. "Why don't you two go up toyour room, I'm sure you've got a lot to talk about. I'll bring somedrinks up in a bit. And Jenny?" Yes Mrs Nixon?" Tilly has a hair brush in her bag from Chem-Tech. Can you help her sortthat tangled mess out?" Sure.