The car owner and the chief mechanic both told him the oil temperature light was simply a precaution. They had never had a problem with the oil temp. ...ust as he was pulling along side second place ... for the second time, the ONLY warning light, the one giving oil temperature, flashed RED and stayed red."He pulled into the pits, five laps later the mechanics found a broken wire. He went from first to DNF because of a phony red-light. The next race, the light was gone. There was a gauge in it's. I’ll never forget that gift.”~~~~~Mid-afternoon, I am in the barn, again, shovelling the shit and piss-filled hay. I need to take a leak. I remove my gloves and stuff them in a back pocket. I whip out my cock and piss away. After all, what’s another pint of piss in the hay? I’m the one who has to shovel it up.With cock in hand, my mind wanders to what happened at lunch and, sure enough, I start to get a boner. When I have finished pissing, my cock is semi-hard. I look at it, watching it grow,. ’ Baz’s voice was hard and mean, and he glared at Lynn through the first swirls of snow. The silence that gripped them both on the mountainside pass was deafening. Lynn just looked back at him with a worried expression – her blanch face showing just how lost, and for a moment how scared she was to be solely in his presence. All she had needed was to stop for a moment – to find a place to… relieve herself. She hadn’t realized how long the trip was going to be. The Elk hunting grounds were a. ” Tim then wondered what in the world there was to not like. Nat was built like a man who grew up in the jungle. Sitting at the table, so close with so bright light above them, Tim could only imagine what he looked like with his shirt off – the amount of power the man would have over his wife. Rosa liked being picked up and while Tim could do it somewhat, never had they been able to keep it going long enough for her to feel anything. If he didn’t grow tired from holding her up in the air, Rosa.