Heck, if Bill would have had a decent race at Daytona, he’d be ahead by eighty points or so. One race makes a difference. Ask Mark Martin!”“Jaso... says he’s STILL livid about that. That engine spacer penalty cost him the Cup.”“Then maybe he shouldn’t have been caught!” I chuckled.“Maybe you shouldn’t try to cheat!” Jessica said snippily.Abbie and I both laughed.“Everyone cheats!” Abbie grinned. “You just don’t get caught!”“Remember what I said about the rulebook being written in pencil with half. His spotlight caught them and she said she couldn’t and he said shoot them. She shot them and both fell. ‘Omigod, it seems so cruel. I should have waited till Bugs finished.’ ‘Yeah and he would have been so grateful you silly twit.’ She had to laugh. He was so cruel and yet could make fun out of it. ‘Shooting them fully of lead is a more humane way of exterminating them than poisoning them.’ ‘Oh yes, I hadn’t thought of that. Well that was probably a potential litter of whatever number. Miranda tasted the juices of Sindy’s cunt as they seeped through the lacy crotch panel. She dug her fingers into Sindy’s ass, then opened her mouth as wide as she could. Miranda began to suck.“Oooooh, Miranda!” Sindy mewled, grinding her cunt tighter, arching hard. “Oh, Miranda!”Miranda’s hands began to move, fondling the roundness of Sindy’s ass, but her mouth remained upon the crotch of those tight panties. As her tongue licked up and down, her fingers traced the outline of Sindy’s delightful. . . Holy fucking shit, lady! You're half undressed!" he said, then turned to leave like he couldn't wait to get away from this crazy old women who thought she could lure him into bed with her sexily clad body. Well, she was wrong. Her little teasing act didn't work. All it did was scare the crap out of the poor young boy who probably had never seen a woman in a sexy negligee. Having failed big time, it was time for plan B.“Wait! Don't go!” I said in desperation as I fumbled through my.