"Flathead," I observed. "Original engine?" Mostly. I found some Edelbrock heads on a wreck and cleaned 'em up. Headers are mine. Tranny's rebuilt with...a Hurst shifter. Bodywork's mine. Paint isn't."He was a man of few words. I looked at the car carefully. It had been thoroughly rebuilt with bigger brakes, heavier springs and all new wiring."How long did it take you?" Two years ... off and on." How do you know Mike?" We're in shop class together. He's my muscle and brains." The guy actually. Cindy also promised two weeks pay as a signing bonus to get him out ofthe restaurant.Mark might have wanted to read the fine print first, but he couldn't getpast the larger print that had the blanks filled in with those amountsCindy had mentioned. Cindy, Mark also found out, was an independenthiring agent with an office on the site. Only her sister Sandy workeddirectly for Jack. Sandy was Jack's administrative assistant. Cindywould get fifty dollars of Mark's income per week if he signed.. He said it with such familiarity. It’s one thing to put two and two together but until now I was faceless name, a legend, how does he know me? “Who told you about me?” I ask. “You saved my sister. She told me that to carried her out in to the sun. She’s in the diner she’d love to see you again.” I decided to test him. “And just what was you’re sister?” I ask him so I can prove that he’s telling the truth. He drops his head in shame. “She was ‘maid’ class. But she said that she was more like a. The guy behind the counter came over and asked what we'd like. Johan thankfully ordered for both of us. I was in a daze and couldn't exactly talk anyway, not without spilling a big load of cum down my chin. We moved over to the cash register to pay and Johan picked up four packets of a dozen condoms and said something that made me blush scarlet. "Will four packets be enough, baby? There's a lot of guys at that party." I almost swallowed so I could scream at him! I just shook my head in utter.