"Now, turn back round in your seat and drive us there," still cooing.I thought she was having me on, but, again, I did as I was told. Thinking that wa... all it was going to be, my cock started to deflate. Man, was I ever happily surprized when I felt her hand grasping my shaft! I damn near jumped out of my seat."Have you ever shot your load while driving, Mr Driver?" she purred in my ear. "Ever empty your balls all over the dash or your steering wheel?" No," I managed."I'll give you an extra €50. “Do you mind if I have lunch with her on Tuesday? You can spend the night tomorrow night, and we can have dinner here both nights, if that’s OK. I’ll probably spend the afternoon with Joyce if you’re OK with that.”“Sure, Honey. I’ll find something to do on Tuesday afternoon. Do you want me to come back after I eat breakfast with my sister?”“You can hang out with her if you want. I’m leaving at 10:30am to head to Loveland. Also, do you mind if I go to church with mom tomorrow morning?”“Not at. Fetching some slices of bread, the butter and a jar of jam, I took my seat as well. “What’ve you got tomorrow?” She asked me. “Accounting first thing in the morning,” I answered through a spoonful of eggs, “then psychology, and graphic design after lunch break. When will you presenting your fashion project?” “Wednesday afternoon at three.” I saw her eyes twinkle when I mentioned her project. “You’re going to rock it.” “I hope. When do you have your last exam?” “Wednesday at twelve thirty. It’s. Crystal's legs pumped, her feet flying over the packed earth of the maze. The assembled crowd cheered or jeered as their allegiances lay, but she hardly heard them. It might have seemed like a headlong and random dash, but Crystal had studied the maze, watching hundreds of hours of re-runs, the dogs had been a small miscalculation, but it wasn't a critical one. Two more lefts and then a series of rights should bring her to the fabled terminal and safety. Nobody had ever come back to tell them.