Lynne took bigger sips, and took them more often and by the time I poured my second glass the bottle was a third empty.I think she regressed, at least...partly. She was thinking about her own Prom night, and what happened in the back seat of that car, but it was being overlaid with later memories of the same activity. She got horny and the brandy got her loose."My daughter is probably in the back seat of some car right now," she slurred blearily, staring at her wrist, where she usually wore a. He attempted to cover his ass by writing a report to his superiors that Bennett and Hudnut had stolen the money and left the state. Unfortunately, that was where the investigation stalled while we waited for new developments. He had used some sort of communicator to send his report, so we were not able to trace the signal. All we could do was wait.While we were waiting, I felt an overpowering compulsion to travel toward Ft. Worth. I couldn't tell if my target was actually in Ft. Worth, or on. “I’m glad I could help you out,” I said. “I thought a speech about second place was the way to go for our class. You were the only overachiever if I remember correctly.” “Overachiever?!” Kerri exclaimed. “Don’t deny it,” Her husband said, a little irritated. I wondered if it was perhaps the shitty cards in his hand, or if there was something negative going on between him and Kerri. ...Or if he sensed I was getting an erection thinking about the old days. Our West Dover graduating class was. "It's this stubborn drawer in the dresser in my bedroom. The damn thing has been off its tracks for two years now and I never can get it to close right. Are you any good fixing that sort of thing?"Dolph agreed to look at the dresser. Pamela led him to her bedroom, making sure her shorts were pulled high so that he could see her ass cheeks as he walked behind her."What do you think?" she said when she showed him the drawer."I think it's pretty dark in here," Dolph said as he glanced at the heavy.