She wasn't scared, or angry. She almost lookedamused. Well he'd break her of that real quick. He took the purse fromher hand rifling through it. There...was money in the wallet, but no ID."Don't you know you have to carry ID?" I don't have any," she replied. He snorted.They drove down the street, onto the highway, and to the rest stop. Heparked, then signaled for her to get out. She opened the door, slidingout of the Sheriff's unit, and he followed her. "That way." She lookedat him again."I. By nine I’d climbed into the comfy old bed, my head sinking luxuriously into the large puffy pillow. The sensuality of being in Iris’s company began filling my thoughts and my hand crept between my thighs and into my snatch; I began masturbating; then shortly, I heard someone knocking softly at the door!“Yes, who is it?” I called softly.It was Guy who appeared; “May I come in?”I sat up, suddenly wide-eyed replying, “Well yes, what is it Guy?”Wearing only his pyjama bottoms, he came to stand. I was right to let him have some leeway. The work he and his crew put in was excellent. The doors were in place, the windows were being fixed and in the hall the half-landing was finished. Boxes of tiles were awaiting the tile layer. Out front one of his men had started paving. I watched for a while as Aleksy explained. "Base of gritty sand, levelled, tampered and slight slope away from house. Setts are tapped in position. When many down the gaps are filled with a dry sand and cement mixture.. "Looking for stoned bimbos." I looked around as if I was telling her a deep, dark secret. "Take them back to my pad, man... And then have my way with them. Works every time." She laughed like crazy while I was getting change for my cigarettes. Her breasts didn't look near as big as they had at the party. Must be the jacket?We were out in the parking lot. I'd parked just a few feet from her car and it's there that I used the only ploy I had."Aaahhh... Cindy... The other night... Well, you kind.