The two of us could havea more solid relationship that was based on a more complete understandingof one another. I was confident of that. Or perhaps...I could start going out with Deirdre instead?if she could everget over thinking of me as one of her girlfriend that is. After spendingso much time with her and getting to know her better, I was sure that Icould be very happy with her.Anyway, the point is, my life now seemed to include many newpossibilities. It seemed likely that everything. I also spoke with Dad about buying a vehicle. A four-door pickup truck would be best considering the art paraphernalia I have to haul around. Dad and I are going shopping for used pickups tomorrow afternoon. You can tag along if you want." That is so unfair. I've wanted my own car forever." I'll be paying for the pickup, Grace, not Dad." Oh."I grinned. "Besides, you'll be using it as much or more than I, so get off your high horse."She smiled. "There's that." Her smile broadened. "I'm warming. Just then she took my dick out her mouth, came from under the covers, looked up at me and smiled."No, no, no, no. Don't stop" I pleaded."That's enough for now. I had to make the boo boo go away" she joked."Not funny. YOU ARE KILLING ME” I grumbled then looked around to see if anyone was paying attention to what we were doing. The other passengers were in their own little world; either they were sleeping, watching a movie or reading a magazine. I glanced over at the elderly couple who spotted us. "Damn it!!!!" Angelica growled as she felt powerless to intervene tosave the child.Brandy was looking daggers at the stranger and she seemed to grow upsuddenly into a teenager. Her hair became a deep red as she stood therea growl emitting from her throat as her newly long legs ate thedistance between her and the stranger. Her hands bunched into fists anda green light seemed to grow from her fists. It lashed out and grippedonto the stranger and seemed to stop it in its tracks. It droppedSimone.