The obvious metaphor of the highway and the character reminiscing hides the true meaning of the story: this is the character truly letting go. I disag...ee with a commenter that pointed out that revealing the mother as a cheating whore was unnecessary. The character’s father reveals the reason for it: the justification as to why the mother went to such lengths to reunite Ann with D. In a sense, D and the father share many characteristics, if the mother could get her son to forgive then she could. My top was a corset type top, tight against my body, making my size C breasts look even fuller, and my skirt was dark denim, short enough to look sexy, but not short enough to show anything. As I was studying my appearance, the girls filed out of the bathroom until only I was remaining. I bit my lip, pulling out my phone, and realized I didn’t have Jack’s number. How the hell could I forget that? I frowned. Maybe it was some kind of joke to him, maybe he was mocking me or something, but as I. I don’t have any clue how long this lasted, but at some point, Claudia decided that my own jewels needed attending to. She bathed my sac and the root of my shaft. “Claudia, it’s your turn. Get your mouth on my pussy and let Amos take care of yours. We all shifted around. Claudia was your average girl-next-door type, sexy without being over-the-top gorgeous. I kissed her lips lightly as we changed positions.I really was aiming to get my tongue in her sweet honey pot, but she reached back. I’m not stupid and the thought had crossed my mind on more than one occasion. And she was right of course, this was indeed crazy.Downstairs I heard the referee blow the final whistle. If my calculations were correct, I guessed that we had about forty-five minutes before Alfie came home. In forty-five minutes time, there had to be distance between me and number fifteen Greenfinch Lane.“But here you are Joey. That means that you are either stupid or insane. Which one is it?” She placed a hand on.