After giving Brantley a fist-bump, Sam hurried to the Iron-Man-Red Silverado, quickly sliding onto the leather seat. Turning the ignition key the powe...ful diesel came to life, and it was homeward bound. But before heading onto the highway, a stop needed to be made first. ‘That looks really good,’ Sam said, complimenting the young man on the color scheme. ‘Where do you keep your roses?’ The busy florist responded by pointing to a large cooler. Sam nodded, heading over to the huge walk-in. . been in Love with you... for a while, now... a long while.”Stunned, I just looked at her as she continued to explain.“I was eleven... we were at the lake... I went to the back to change and I saw... I saw you. You were changing... and you had your back to the door, and... I quietly left and changed in the car.” She paused again. “Later that day I moved the mirror, over by the door, hoping that I'd be able to... see you... again.”I started to speak again “I l...” she, again, stopped me.“I'm. She slowly started to talk back to me, telling me how much she wanted to suck my big cock and feel the blood pulse through the veins. For those of you that haven't yet, you can look at the pictures on my profile, they have me fucking her from behind and her sucking my cock. Maybe I will upload some more of her taking a big load on her tits and face, we shall see. Anyway, where was I? Oh yea, she was becoming my little fuck toy in the bedroom and our sex life was great. It seemed like all I. . saying anything else? Any information? Like when and where?"Rachel wiped her hands with the towel and turned to me. She seemed to be racking her brain, trying to remember, while I became more impatient."Umm... Oh, yeah," she finally said, and reached into her back pocket, pulling out a small slip of paper. "She wrote it down."Rachel handed it to me, and there, scrawled on it in someone else's handwriting, obviously not Rachel's, was a name, phone number, address, and time. Below this were the.