She took me down to the car. It was not locked but the key was still in the ignition. There was a locksmith up in the little shopping plaza where the ...arts store is, so I took the steering wheel off and took the entire ignition key assembly out. I told the lady I would be back pretty quick. I did make note of what kind of car it was so I could do the oil change and tune up.The locksmith had the key out and new keys made in an instant. I had him make three keys and put one in a hide-a-key box. I called my secretary, telling her to check her email, find the report I had emailed, then to print it out and assemble it in a presentation folder for our CEO, Jerry. And I would be late getting to the office. It was around seven when they pulled into the drive. I was mad as hell. I wanted to kick someone’s ass about the time, this was not what I had agreed to. His brother was the first at the door. While he was trying to make excuses for being so late, my temper spilled over. "Tell James, I. Every one at work seemed to delight in my promotion. Well, everyone except Laura Ingram. Oh, she said all the right things and made all the proper gestures, but I could see that she was seething inside. I could almost feel the hatred she radiated. Again, fuck her. Her husband had some kind of lucrative, commercial real estate company. It wasn't as if she needed the money. I didn't have the time or inclination to worry about that bitch.The next weeks and months were absolutely crazy. God bless. Driving up through north Florida and Georgia brought back so many memories, wonderful memories of growing up in the country. With the top down on my mustang and the sun shining in a cloudless sky everything was right with the world. I had my skirt pulled up to get a little sun on my legs, not to mention to give the occasional big rig driver a peek. Let’s face it, at almost 23 I still enjoyed teasing men. More than one of the truck drivers nearly ran off the road trying to get a better look. .