"Tim jabbed the man's chest with his finger. "Maybe it's because you sold me a bottle of swill. I talked to her on the phone and she didn't believe an...thing I said."The man glared at Tim's finger. "How often have you been using it on her?"Tim paused. He'd given her a dose every time he'd hooked up with Rosa. That meant... "About every day." Every day?" the man looked shocked. "And she's just now not believing you? Remarkable." Remarkable?" Yes, I discovered that formula during my undergrad. I had never felt a woman’s bust pressed up against me before, but it made me know I wanted to feel every part of her body press up against mine. She dragged her hands back up the length of my thighs towards us, pulling my skirt up with her, exposing my little white g-string for Simon to see. I gave Simon a cheeky look, right before I turned my head back to kiss his wife, feeling her hands running up the side of my torso under my dress and then back down over my thighs and letting one hand then. .. take a ball peen hammer out to the truck ... that truck is near perfect, you went to a lot of trouble to remove all the wrinkles and imperfections. The wrinkles and imperfections are the sins of that trucks life. You removed them with loving kindness. More or less, you've forgiven the sins of the truck. You get what I'm trying to say here?" I think so. You're saying the truck is a mirror of my soul. It's as perfect as I can make it.I'm God and I've taken away the sins of the truck?" Close. She turned out to be a wonderful companion and I was looking forward to working with her into the future.When we got back home, Glenda was among the ones to greet us upon our return. And Mathilda came to stay with us for the first three months to guide Abigail in her new responsibilities, except in the bedroom. There on the one day of the week that was her choice, it usually involved a shared affectionate shower or soaking in the swim spa and on my elective nights, it usually involved a bare.