Her tyres squealing as she went. I sat there for a moment or two, relishing both the feelings of humiliation and the intensely erotic images in my min.... It's not everyday that you get be sexually humiliated, so deliciously, by such a sexy, young, lady, let alone see her urinating in public or to catch sight of her perfectly smooth, snatch.My cock was incredibly hard and my first thought was to get home, have really good wank and imagine how awesome it would be to have the girl-racer use my. "It wasn't the strongest story in the world to start with, and I can't just ride it into the damn sunset. I mean, yeah, this Walter dude is scary, all right, but doesn't he have a life to live, too, beyond chasing me? You said he was some kind of an aide to Senator what's-his-face, doesn't he have to show up in the office once in a while? So he's back there doing whatever it is he does there, and I'm still hiding away from shadows half a world away?"I didn't convince her, of course. But I was. She didn't give me any specific reason not to come, though, so I persisted. Finally she gave in. We talked as we walked down the block and around the corner to Helen's house.When we entered Helen's house, a lot of the women of the neighborhood were there. I was surprised--it seemed like they all knew each other well, and met often like this. It made me wonder why Sharon wasn't more willing to invite me along. But Helen was very friendly, telling me to stay, and introducing me to all the others.. "Let's pretend we're eighteen again," Julia had said just before they had left, "and we don't have an attachment in the world."She had explained to Ann while they had several martinis in her sumptuous apartment overlooking the harbor at San Diego. "We've won this trip from the office for two, all expenses paid for three days to Tijuana and the bull fights, so let's make the most of it."After the third martini Ann decided it might be fun. She needed some kind of diversion to keep from going.