I love to fuck race car drivers and I want to start out the season with the hottest, sexiest driver on this circuit,” and with that she walked away,...leaving Jack in a complete state of shock.Well, she is out of luck because I don’t rent a hotel room. I just sleep in the back of my truck, he thought to himself, watching her make her way down the track and stop now and then to speak to other drivers.Finally, he heard over the loudspeaker the announcer calling for his class to get ready to race so. ”“You need to wait until everyone is in class.”He just wasn’t getting it. I let both fists thud down onto the table in front of him. Lowering my head so that we were eye to eye.“Coach, it’d be advisable that you let me start lifting now.”There was a look on his face said, “Who that fuck do you think you are?”. Then it changed.“Go lift. Though you and I will have a serious conversation when class is over.”I went over to a bench, putting 2 45lb plates on the bar and started lifting. After a. Use a computer." This was never more true than the latest blunder I committed. I am fortunate enough to be married to five feet, ten inches of the most beautiful woman in the world. Built like an amazon, (38-24-36) with the face of a make-up model, long, honey-brown hair streaked with gold, and lightly tanned skin, Donna takes care of herself and me. We've always had a very open and loving relationship. Sexually, we tend to be adventurous. We have a drawer full of sex-toys and a closet packed. My daughters wouldn’t compete for love for their father. They would all receive it.“And Pradu thinks she can take down your brother,” Queen Athirmi continued. “Many requested the honor to break your brother. They offered me wealth. Slaves. Magics. My other daughters, my sisters, their daughters. All of them are sharpening their claws, eager to rend his flesh. But Pradu made a most interesting wager with me.”“Wager?” I asked, brow furrowing. All of them? Every rakshasa royalty wanted to hurt my.