Well, back to the story. After we finished dinner we found a small bar with tables out on the sidewalk. It was actually kind of romantic in an ironic ...ort of way. Something I never would have imagined for Tijuana. Since we were in Mexico, it only made sense to drink margaritas. The problem with margaritas is they go down too easy. We finished our second pitcher and ordered another round of doubles before we decided it was time to make our way to the town square for the new year’s eve. Want an accident....uh, uh......if she makes you cum....oh, oh, oh....in her mouth....uh,uh....do we? Oh god, Bob, I love....uh, uh...your c-cock!" They were doing eighty miles per hour down the autobahn till Ted eased off the accelerator and managed to find an exit into the dark countryside. Not far from the main highway he found an unpaved forest road and stopped in a grassy clearing. "Oh! Fuck, Marsha! Oh! Ohhh, I'm cumming!" Ted had a death grip on the steering wheel as he jerked and tossed. The numbered plastic basket was there. To her astonishment, she recognized her purse on the table. She must have involuntarily gasped because the cane struck the small of her back with a swishing sound that Amy had learned to dread.“Do you recognize this?,” the interrogator’s voice echoed off the concrete.:”That’s my purse.” She paused. “Where did you get it?” The swishing sound was barely heard before pain erupted from Amy’s thighs.“It seems that we have gotten off to a bad start.” the. I’m coming to take you two to the office today.”“Oh yeah, sure Banduka, thank you.”“Not so fast, Kareema. I need a favor from you.”“Well, I guess I know what kinda favor you’re referring to,” I said in a tired tone.“Come on, Kareema, you’ve not had it with me before. Just lemme try.“You’re an insatiable woman who just won’t regret it…”“Yeah Yeah, whatever,” I interrupted him. “So when are you coming here?”“Would 8:00 be fine?”“Oh yeah, sure. I’ll tell Anita.”“See you then, Kareema. Bye!”“Bye!”.