Following getting our things put away, we girls went to check on our car. We had left it here in the lot designated for those away on training before ...e left for Florida. That was several months ago, and we wondered what condition it was in now.On reaching the lot, we had to show our IDs and produce the keys to the vehicle. The guard there checked us out carefully on his computer before calling the on-duty mechanic who accompanied us out to the car."See if it will start on its own," he told us.. Each time she looked he was staring at her. It was too much so she got up to go to the restroom. She had to get some relief. When she went to close the door someone pushed it open. It was the stranger. He didn't even say a word. He simply bent her over the sink and lifted her skirt up to her waistline. She didn't protest because the man had her so turned on. He ripped off the small scrap of fabric that covered her pussy. With one hand he pressed on her back while she could feel him fumbling. “He’s home, Lou, gotta go. Love you.” “I love you too, Jen. Talk soon. Bye” I put my phone in my pocket as my husband walked through the door. “So, you’re home then?” “What gave it away, the fact that my car is in the driveway, or the fact that I’m standing here talking to you?” “Hey, don’t get your knickers in a twist, I was just saying…” “Yes, dear, I’m home. Where have you been?” “Out!” “Hmm, OK, I’ll play along. Out where?” “What does it matter to you where I’ve been. You’ve been away for. ‘This won’t do at all.’ ‘What are you talking about?’ I asked, taking the stack of papers he placed on the desk in front of me. ‘I worked my ass off on this!’ It was true—I had spent the last two years reading, re-reading, and dissecting everything that H.P. Lovecraft had ever written, and had spent the last twelve months working on that thesis. I had already revised it twice. ‘It just needs a few more revisions, Jonas. I’ve noted where.’ Milton gestured for me to look through the papers. Just.