As I jump out of the car, I barely notice that there seems to be no sign of the painter and his young apprentice. I open the back door and as I do I h...ar some sounds with which I am very familiar. It was only this morning that I enjoyed hearing you coming loudly on my cock as I fucked you hard, having rudely woken you from your slumber. I didn’t even have to move you as you lay on your stomach and accepted me climbing onto the back of your thighs and then sliding into you. After a few slow,. And wouldn’t you know it, there is no cell phone service. Nothing to do now but try to get a ride.I stand by the car wearing my best helpless look. There isn’t very much traffic at this hour. I don’t feel very optimistic about my chances. Then along comes a car, way out here in the middle of the night.Guess what? It stops! I gratefully hop in the front seat. There’s a hot guy driving, you know the type. Short hair, fit but not too buff, just the way I like them. I see he’s checking me out while. That was it for me. She had stolen my heart, hidden it. And I would have to take hers in return. *********************************************************** Later that evening I had a text come through on my phone. I started to read the text, it said, Hey Tyler. Its Nikkie. I hope you dont mind me texting you. I got your number from Cayla. I just wondered if you were okay. You seemed to be in a bit of a hurry when you half walked half ran from us, ha-ha, so, how are you, and, why was that? I. " There are more of you?" No, not that. I mean... Hope and I, by ourselves... We tried that before Christmas and it didn't work. But with Marcus there it does."She gnawed on her lip a little under her mother's watchful gaze."What about you and Marcus? Was that working? Or is that why you had to invite Hope?" I don't know," Shawna whispered, drawing her knees up against her chest as she hugged herself on the couch. "I mean, it felt good, but... there was something missing. I don't know if it.