" He bubbled."Boge, it's not an official visit, I'm in Chicago to visit a special friend, whom I think you know." Jared said as he turned to Meg."Uhh,...... oh my God, Miss MacDonald! My English teacher when I was living at Grandma's. How are you? I have to thank you for getting me interested in reading again. I passed along those books you gave me and they are making the rounds." Boge said as Meg blushed and took Boge's hand and shook it.Then Boge looked down to the starry eyed little. ? Nothing else Ihope.? Spread your legs a little wider.Oh, you're wearing a jockstrap. Shuck those shorts down a little so I can seethe waistband.? Quit groaning, you willobey me.? Although, I prefer a littlefight, your anguished face, the sweaty fear, it arouses me.? Like that.?Now, here's some scissors, I want you to cut the two small straps at theback.? Now slice through thewaistband.? Good, now slide your hand upyour right thigh until your fingers touch the cloth covered dickflesh,. Val and Cece didn't notice that Sandy was on her knees on the floor until they heard her wailing sobs. They both knelt beside her asking what was wrong."N... n... nothing's wrong! It's a date night! I was afraid I'd never have another one." The sobs renewed after that, but the others understood them for what they were.The women were once again quite nervous as they walked down the hall toward the hotel suite. "At least we're not naked and having to tell all of our worst secrets," Cece. “God bless ‘em! They have at least half the money and all the pussy, and still they aren’t satisfied.”Sven and Jake started using ideas in 1974 that had taken the stock car community another decade to implement in his last life. Jake insisted that their driver be personable as well as talented. He had a show car built that toured TFA stores in cities near the up-coming week’s race. TFA advertisements in selected locations featured the race car and Coy Daniels, the team’s glib and handsome.