The only foreign car worth a damn was the VW Bug and even that catered to a narrow demographic – the weirdo who gave a shit about gas mileage. At 27...cents a gallon nobody else cared how far a car went on a gallon of gas.That’s what the old-timers from that era tell me, anyway. I’ve got a couple of them on my morning walk route. Sometimes I stop and listen to their stories. They love talking about the good old days.I bring up the Buick TV ad because it reminded me of my latest encounter.Living. I stop between your spread thighs and spread my legs just wide enough for you to see my womanhood. I slowly start to kneel between your thighs, letting my hands touch your knees as I ease my naked body to the floor. Sliding my hands up your thighs, I look into your eyes and give you a devilish little smile. My hands come together over your swollen groin and I give you a gentle caress but continue on their path to your belt. Grasping your belt, I pull back on the leather and unhook it from the. “You’ve drank more than usual tonight, you took that party/horny pill and then you smoked pot, and you never do any of those things. I’m surprised you even know how many guys you had sex with. I sheepishly told you that I knew there were 4 guys and that each on came at least once but how many each one did cum I couldn’t say for sure. “So what are you going to do now?”“I guess I could get one of them to drive me back to the bar. I might have to give him a BJ for the ride?”“Sweetheart I went home. .. Ohhh, I have so many questions. Where is Richard? What do I do now? What's going to happen next?"Maria just smiled, "He has retired for the evening. I suggest you do the same. If I know Richard, you already have a full day planned for tomorrow. You will need all the rest you can get Amber." What do you mean a full day? Planned what? I thought I would be leaving in the morning. Where is Richard's wife? How is she going to feel about me being here? Please help me, I don't understand," Amber.