So many choices, so many ways things could have worked out. But we make our choices, and we try to make good ones. And we take responsibility for our ...hoices, too. Did my choices lead me inexorably to this point? Or was there an uncontrollable, unchosen outside force that got me here? Not that it really matters, because I choose, every day -- every minute of every day -- to live like this. Wasn't it Sartre who said that every day we make the choice to go on living, so we are responsible for the. Driving to Kevin's home, he asks Ally if she is sure this is what she wants. Ally is positive that she does. He holds her hand and kisses it gently. They are both excited and nervous and wanting.They arrive and he helps her from the car, only he doesn't step back as she stands up. Instead, Kevin leans into her, kissing her passionately like he'd wanted to for several years. His lips were so soft and smooth. Ally wonders if he plans to take her right there on the car hood. Just then, he pulls. There must have been thousands of pounds worth of equipment and just looking around I had a raging hard on and Denise had wet her panties with sheer arousal ! I wanted him to take her then and now but would have to wait until the Friday of that week for the agreed session. I was told to drop Denise off at 1.00 PM sharp and make my way home to turn my computer on and link up with his cam for the 2.00 PM session !!! We hardly slept the night before as we were both in an extreme state of arousal.. When they stopped for fuel, Rachel changed places with Hank. She drove while he rested. Angela drove the other motor home while Melissa and Mark sat huddled together. Angela was troubled. Mark went back to the bedroom and took a nap with his clothes still on.Later, Melissa came back and joined him. Fully clothed, they slept in each other's arms. Mark awoke when they stopped for fuel again. It took a moment to clear his head. Then he stumbled out and began to man a pump. It was barely sunrise.