It was cool but not chilly at 48 degrees. It was supposed to be in the low forties by daybreak. Still it was much better than the 25 degrees back in F...rmer's Grove that night.It was unusual to see a car parked anywhere on Main Street at 10 PM on a Sunday night. It was even more unusual to see one in front of my place. The stranger was sitting behind the wheel and drinking from a Styrofoam coffee cup. He looked a lot like a cop, but I wasn't sure. The cops really had no reason to be looking for. I bet I could talk her into shacking up with me sometime, and without much effort at all. I am the best looking man on the plane, after all.“Sorry for being so nasty earlier, miss,” he said sweetly, “I was just grumpy because of the airlines and so on. Would you believe this ticket cost me $4200?”“Jeeze, no.” Brenda said, “Why would you pay that? That price is absolutely absurd.”“I have to get to Salt Lake City to catch a train, and this was the last possible plane I could get,” he. She didn't want to walk home. She hadn't brought any money with her and she didn't want to hitchhike. She was glad that Betty had taken charge of the situation, really, because it made it much easier to accept what she wanted to happen. She sensed that Betty was using a little psychology just as she was sure that if she really raised enough hell nothing would happen to her and she'd be taken home.Phil zipped his pants, got out of the car, and then got in the back. Stacy was in the middle. She. I just wanted to call and say hi and see how you are doing. I had some pix on my flash drive that I wanted you to see. I want you to tell me all about sucking my dick after you see them."Ass wiggle! My mouth watered at his mere suggestion. Closing my eyes, I pictured his perfect, hard black dick. I could almost taste the flavor of his cologne down by his belly button hairline. I imagined myself nuzzling there; readying him for a good dick sucking."I want to piss in your mouth and fuck your.