There was also a roll cage fitted.Once he was sure we were well strapped in, he jumped into the driver’s seat, he drove out onto the skid pad, it ha... a hose pouring water on a section of it, and the rest was dry. He gave us instructions on what he was doing as he started going through a series of handbrake turns, and controlled skids. He did this for a good ten minutes before stopping the car. He then got Rory to swap places with him, once were both well strapped in, we did the same routine. I ask Jeffrey for his driver's license and he gives it to me for inspection. Sure enough, he is 30 years old. He lives in Palo Alto and i lock into my brain his street address and last name. When i gave Jeffrey back his license, he pulled a picture of Caroline from his wallet and showed it to me. I looked at her picture and was shocked. Caroline is a dozen years older than me, but i can see the uncanny resemblance. That is probably how i'll look in a dozen years and i bet she looked just like. “I just meant on the cheek,” I said. “I know. See you tomorrow,” Pam replied. Then we both got out of the car and she went over to her car. I watched her drive away and I went inside. I had a big grin on my face though. “And just what are you grinning at?” Bill asked. “Nothing, just a good lesson,” I replied. I think he might have had an idea what had happened. But he couldn’t prove anything though. Then we both sat down on the couch. “OK then. So what does she think?” Bill asked. “Well she. Afterwards they left me and walked offSir." So dear, did you then run back to the safety of this car having beenviolated? Or did you re-do your lipstick and makeup, cleaning yourselfup to be appealing for your next customer?" I redid my makeup Sir, and walked back down to the strip; the same girlspoke to me again, Sir. She laughed at me, asked me if I still thoughtI wasn't a whore, seeing as how I was covered in spunk, Sir." And what do you think now, stephanie?" I am a prostitute, Sir." Good.