“Look at the papers: this car is designed to carry five persons.”“You cannot pull that one on me. This is Tracey you’re talking to here,” sh... replies with a smile. “Quattro means four. You have five people in your car and you are therefore breaking the law. So I can’t let you onto the ferry. It’s more than my job’s worth to let you all on.”The driver is now very cross and replies angrily, “I’ve had enough of you. Call your supervisor over. I want to speak to someone with more intelligence.... Keep in mind, you won't remember a thing after this.Now... I suggest gentlemen that you attend to your ladies." He lookedaround for a moment, and then gathered up the little black spell book."I'll say good night. I have to check on Emily's niece."Once he said that, he muttered something, and all three women startedto come out of their sleep. Emily gathered herself first. The otherwomen started to mention how late it was, and how tired they hadbecome. I supported and carried Emily around, as she. I was not sure understood what he meant. I grew up with my mother, my father was not with us: he had become an alcoholic and had made a bad end. I just remember that when I met him, crying and smelled of wine. Of course I loved him, but I was embarrassed. I thought it was better if he had disappeared. In fact, never saw him again.I looked in the dictionary discipline word, for seeking information without to my boyfriend. My mother was pleased that I had a young friend. It was more quiet if he. Mark edged me a little closer to the hole and when my pussy was less than a foot from the hole a hand slowly reached in. When no one objected, the hand clamped down on my pussy and immediately began to explore me roughly. The hand squeezed and pinched my sex for several minutes. Then I felt first one and then two fingers enter me. As strange as it sounds, for some reason that I would probably never understand, the idea of being molested by a disembodied hand was strangely appealing!Mark.