‘Thanks,’ Vicky said, twirling a lock of her newly blue hair. ‘I thought it was time for a change. I feel like we’re about to begin a new chap...er in our lives.’ ‘Really? What makes you think that?’ I asked. ‘Well, the obvious, babe. You’re a proper professor now,’ Vicky said, taking a sip of her wine. ‘Your career’s been launched.’ ‘Yeah, but you said ‘we.’ What’s going to change for you? You’ve still got another year of school. Not to mention we’ll have to be discreet about us…’ I looked. I wrapped up my feelings, edged closer to my man and cuddled up close against him. The smell of sex was still strong on his body. I took a deep breath of the magnificent scent he bore. It was a mix of a lot of stuff, but the main ingredients were yesterday’s body spray that was truly fighting the sex sweat (making a rather amazing scent), and each other’s cum. I tried my hardest to fall back asleep, but it was useless. My brain was fixated on sex, or rather, my vagina was. Having my bare body. I realize that I have wandered into the parking lot. In front of me looms a small car, it’s lights staring at me. Quickly, I move out of the way allowing the lights to progress. It’s time for me to head home to you. I can take no more of this. The ride home is without incident. Rain pelts the windshield as I drive. Lights in the distance blur with each drop of rain, only to be brought into focus by the redundant swish of the windshield wipers. The ride is interminably long, and yet it seems. He rubbed his hands along mom’s thighs deliberately feeling the softness. Feeling uncomfortable mom tried to move. “You move, honey,” Old man’s, whom the lad was addressing as Pap, tone was rude, very rude. He pointed the gun towards me. “And I’ll blow the head of this boy. Who’s he? Your son?”Mom went rigid in her position; she was too stunned to speak. She only nodded her head in affirmation. “Ah…!” As if he understood, the old man snapped. “Don’t try to act smart and you’ll live. Any trick ….