“Sure sure. It is your call,” John replied.When I came back to the apartment, Saima was also very excited. I asked why is it so?“I met Jane toda....”“Oh shit!” I exclaimed.Saima was a bit curious, “What is it with you? What happened.”“Well, I met John today. But tell me your story first,” I demanded from Saima.“Ok. Well, she clearly told me that she has been swinging with John for the last four years.”“That’s what John said to me,” I told her my side of the story. “Alright!” Saima said with a mix. I gave a thumbs up, acting cool and loose in the seat. I could tell both my parents were thrilled.As we passed the crash scene, the #47 car was already gone and the #15 was being pushed, perhaps to start at the tail.Grandpa gave me a thumbs up again as we rolled through turn two. The pit steward indicated one more lap under yellow before we’d restart. There were five laps left to race. It would be a single-file restart, and I couldn’t believe how far I’d moved up. It was time to put full focus. Just as he opened the door he was knocked on his ass by two frat-types running into the building. He was certain that one of them was the asshole that had gotten so much enjoyment out of slapping him around a few weeks earlier."We're coming Brandy!" One of them shouted as they leapt up the stairs.Min hauled himself painfully to his feet, noting that the abuse had done nothing to quell the fevered ardor in his pants."Great," he sighed, looking up the stairs after the two frat-types, "that's just. I felt like I could go a lot longer than before. Like I could go forever.I buried my head into her shoulder as I pushed the speed. The bed shook under us. I pulled out slowly. She understood what I wanted, she flipped around, and got on her knees. I entered her from behind, placing both my hands on her shoulder blades I pulled her close. Her back arched and I kissed her neck, my hands slid down to her breast. I twisted her nipples like she showed while pounding away. I slipped out, but her hand.