Closing time had come and gone. One by one, streetlights went out save for the one thirty feet away; a dimly burning amber bulb. I could see barely an...thing.Zaleah whimpered and moaned and punched the back of the seat. From what little I could see, it appeared as though she was trying to twist her pussy from his face. “Oh, god! Please! You’ve gotta stop! God! Damn it!” she screamed and punched the seat even harder. But wherever she went, his head did, too.She was soon gasping for air, verging. I guess he'd heard stuff like this before. Luckily, I was back under control when we went back on air.When we went back on air, I got a surprise. The lady I had rescued from the car was on the phone from her hospital bed. She was recovering and expected to be sent home in a week. I didn't know what to say to her, because she was weeping in thanks that I rescued her from what she believed was certain death at the hands of the criminals. I repeated that I didn't know the circumstances of her. She’d seen the top of a man’s head down at the end of the next aisle, at least she assumed it was a man. The hair was short and wavy, and the person was tall. The hair actually reminded her of Rob. She pushed that thought away and concentrated on the cards. The door tinkled again, and Olivia glanced up. A middle-aged woman entered, followed by a young man in a black hoodie, which was pulled up over his head. His hands were in his pockets, and he drew one out as he turned to close the door.. "Oh deep sea fishing?" I asked."No, we are going up the river. She has a river fishing boat. I told her she could launch here, you don't mind do you?" he asked."Long as you are getting something in trade," I suggested."Everything is about sex with you isn't it?" he asked."Oh and it's not, says the man who was screwing the mother and daughter from the B&B?" I asked."Are you never going to forget that? I was just fulfilling a male fantasy," he said. "Any other man would have done it given the.