This time was better; I could see both places at once with no effort. The problem was I couldn't focus on just one scene."Looks like I'm driving," Jam...e said."Can you feel the line?" I asked."No, you're going to have to guide me." Great, just what I need; one more thing to concentrate on. Keep it simple, sis, nothing fancy. You just need to get us there, preferably without attracting any undo attention." What, no power-slides? God, you are so taking the fun out of this." Yeah, whatever, just. But, as the night wore onwards and the local k**s went home, I began to look forward to my tormentor's return. He's always nice to me after a severe punishment and I began to get excited as the minutes crawled by. As near as I could guess several hours had gone by and I was wet with the anticipation of the good, hard fucking I would get when Mike came home. There was one thing Mike hadn't anticipated and I let out an involuntary moan of horror when I saw him come into the garage. It was Balzac,. .." Who can afford one of those these days?" wondered Cherry."I used to have a car," said Charles who was working on the other side of the conveyor belt. He was at least forty years old, so it was perfectly possible that he was telling the truth. "It was a second-hand Chrysler Chipper. It even ran on petrol. You don't get cars like that anymore, at least not those made in the last twenty years or so." Petrol!" Cherry sniffed. "That's not very green, is it? It's worse than fucking diesel. And. "SICHER. EINEFREUNDIN VON MIR ARBEITET DORT, UND HAT MIR ZUGESAGT, DASS SIE DAS F?RDICH ARRANGIERT. UND DANACH BESUCHEN WIR EINE ANDERE ART ZOO ...", SIESENKTE GEHEIMNISVOLL IHRE STIMME, "... DEN INSTITUTS-ZOO. DU WIRSTBEEINDRUCKT SEIN. UND NACH EIN BISSCHEN SHOPPING IN DER MALL GEHT'SINS SCHWIMMBAD. DU SIEHST ALSO, HEUTE WIRD WIEDER EIN SCH?NER TAG." Boah, herrlich!" platzte Joanna heraus, als sie aufstand und insBadezimmer ging.W?HREND SIE SICH IM BADEZIMMER FERTIG MACHTE, SUCHTE IHR.