"You bitch," he said out loud. "How could you do that to Dad... to me." He slammed his hand on the steering wheel and felt the pain shoot up his arm. ...uddenly he realized that he was still in the driveway and visible from the upstairs bedrooms. He quickly started the car and backed out of the driveway. Then he drove around aimlessly for several hours. Finally he found a spot down the street from his house and parked where he could see the driveway. The car was still there. He would wait until. He had gravely underestimated her-she was acheerleader veteran but also a whole lot more. When he grabbed her tee,she took her hand and grabbed two of his fingers (middle and pointer) sothey wouldn't slip and then bent them backwards-hard. She heard asatisfying crunch as bones in both of then broke, followed by an evenmore satisfying scream of intense agony. However, Miss Erika Loganwasn't done. While she had his hand, and therefore his arm, she grabbedit in two very special places, spun. I didn’t know what to say.”Jerry then went on to explain that he had told her that he would be very discrete and wouldn’t be pushy.“I was interested, I had to admit,” she explained. “He’s quite attractive and cheeky as well but I needed more time to think about so we arranged to have lunch together a week later.”“What happened?”“Well, I decided that I would be upfront and tell him about us and about you wanting me to cuckold you,” she continued. “To my surprise he told me that he had been in. I told him "We just used one of those, and the guy did a U-turn and went the other way. I asked about it and he became angry and made us get out of the cab. So," I showed him a twenty, "For this, I want you to make sure the driver knows I want to go straight to the 'Insane Tex Mex', not on a tour of your city."The doorman looked at the bill and shook his head. "I can't take your money. You've had enough trouble. Did you get the guy's number?"Sherry said, "I have it right here and the number on.