" Me too, Dad. I'm getting away from the simple-minded or closed-minded people that only want me to be in their clique. I never was a part of that, an... never wanted to be. I've already met more people that know my real name down there in Tampa, than all of those that know me up here. Everyone was introducing me to the next person as 'This is Feeny, or Dr. Feeny, or just plain Doc. His real name is Salvatore Markus Feeny, but he doesn't care what you call him as long as you remind him when happy. I checked in with the state police in Arkansas to have them check the surrounding states for stolen Olds. I came up with only seven. All were stolen in North Texas and Alabama. I'd bet they were all stolen by my guy. The latest theft was one that was a lime green. That was ugly enough to stand out.I drove up into Oklahoma and stayed in roadside inns so I could watch the highways and wander around to some of the honkytonks throughout Oklahoma.I was driving back toward Arkansas when my cell phone. She moaned for the first time. Little did she know; she was so going to get used to it. I moved my left hand over the waist upwards and felt her left breast. She fell onto my shoulder and submerged deeper as I went on pressing it.I wanted to find the nipple; so I started pressing her boob everywhere in an attempt to find the hard part which was obviously the nipple. The moment I found it; it pinched it hard from over her top.“Ouch..!!!”, she shouted and we suddenly gained attention. I gave a. I was in my car driving home when I got a text from my wife. "Where are you?", It read. I responded with "On my way. Are you okay?" She answered back with a picture message that showed a point of view shot of another man's head buried between my wife's legs eating her pussy and a caption of "you'd better hurry if you want to see this ;-)" My cock stirred in my pants as I rushed home realizing that one of my fantasies was coming true. My phone went off again, I glanced at it, it just read.