We have a very militant couple of ladies that are great mechanics, but short of people skills. You know me, Gene, I hire perfectionists and they blend...in here."Gene said, "The girls told me I should raise my own mechanics. They told me to have my guys bring on a couple of guys fresh out of tech school, and teach them race cars. They said that would serve me well in the future. They also said they could intern at your place. I guess I'll have to try that."I was having a cup of coffee while. " Mom says I should save myself until I'm married." Once again it seems your mother stands between you and your enjoying yourself." Are you saying I should..." I'm saying you're no longer a little girl. If a woman wants it, she gets it. It's that simple. Besides..." Besides what?" asked Vickie."It's just that I hate to see you holding yourself back because of what your mother has told you." Why?"Andrea hesitated, trying to look deep in thought as to what to do. Her little act was working to. ‘It does when you’re not busy deconstructing the moment!’ ‘But how— ‘ the rest of the Asian girl’s words were cut off as Sam slid a third finger up inside her, curling her fingers as her thumb began to tease her clit out of hiding. ‘Think of it as a collaborative lap dance: grind and be ground.’ Miranda established a rhythm: she thrust forward into Sam’s nimble fingers as they worked their way in and out of her body, she felt her clit swell under Sam’s thumb and the things her lover was doing. She hadn’t intentionally led them here but knew she had lost the final battle when she realized the two were once again truly alone. He sat down in a small clearing and slipped off his shoes and socks to enjoy the grass with his toes. Her sandals were off a moment later as she sat down next to him, leaning comfortably against his side. An arm shifted and he was holding her close to him. Her stomach and heart churned in chorus while the pressure, which had never fully subsided since the café,.