I've been out in the rain, and I just got back.'"Then you're probably ready for lunch. How about soup and a sandwich? That's all I can cook. There's e...en scotch left from last night. Lots of scotch."Her voice was soft and sultry. Also very inviting. I suddenly decided that I couldn't stay in my apartment alone on Sunday afternoon. Now when I could spend the time with Honey."It sounds wonderful, Honey." Plus — I've got a fringe benefit. Just for you."She had so many of those I couldn't guess. "Step over here Herman," I said, sliding my ass back up on the table and letting my legs dangle over the side. "See, you're not tall enough to get your cock up to the girl's pussy if she's sitting back here."I pushed him away and jumped to the floor. "The first two were shorter and both had to get up on the table. That's why the girl's ass was nearer the center of the table. It may have been the same couple because the positions were close and the places where the guy dumped his cum were almost. Or at least I think those were the mountains we crossed. We got off I-80 and gassed at one of the truck stops in Sacramento. We didn't even want to stop for a burger. I planned on us being in San Francisco by 4PM.We were just getting on the Bay Bridge at 3:55PM and Angel Island at 4PM. Talk about timing it well. As soon as we got off the bridge we passed Earthquake MacGoon's and then went along the Embarcadero to Pier 39. I swung around through the area dropping folks at the hotels they had. Andy thought it might be, but he said, so what? It can’t be undone. I wish it could.” Candy looked for a second, searching Marsha’s face instead of gazing at the floor searching her memories.“Now I’ve screwed up your evening,” Marsha said, “I’m going to risk making it worse. Did you really want a baby? You weren’t just going with the flow? You know, married so many years, time for a baby and all that?”Candy collapsed falling back on the bed sobbing again.“That answers that then.”“Why... why are.