One was in his late 30?s, and the larger of the pair, and the other was in his early 20?s.Latter we?d find out the older of the two was called Osman, ...nd the younger Ahmet, but at this time to us they were just mealy a pair of very angry policemen.Seeing were foreigners, Osman demanded to see our passports.In broken English he said, ?You British, not married, Yes?.?No Sir, we just got married yesterday, my wife?s wedding dress is still in her case? I replied. Smiling at each other, myself and. I told him where I was and fifteen minutes later I found myself in the passenger seat of his Toyota.“Thanks for coming,” I said, sounding as fake as Christmas.He didn’t buy it. He looked at me.“Why’d you call me so late?” His voice dipped low. It sounded like it could answer every question in the world. “Is everything okay with you, Taylor?”I’d missed him more than I could ever admit. His attention filled me entirely, melting away the cold loneliness. I looked at him. Light from a streetlamp. She carried on for most of the journey home. I say most because about 500yds from the house she started to whimper, and I realised she had cum. She had masturbated her self looking at me the whole journey. Her pussy was wet and so were her fingers. She asked me to lick them clean, I did and it tasted amazing, as usual. We got out the car, grabbed our bag of stuff and walked into the house, I didn’t mind being seen by people going into the house with her, as everyone around knew who I was. But. “You. Josh, you GET me soooo good...”“I get you right here with me, Gee. I love my life with you.”“I love it, too. I’m glad that Dad brought the subject up. I kinda figured he would. I want us out here.”Another half-hour and I throttled Dorable back to match the speed of the towboat ahead of me, and picked up the mike for the radio. “Earl Leger, this is the Dorable, right behind you.”“Go ahead, Cap’n. Whatcha got in mind?”“We’d like to pass. Your preference?”“Your green to my red, there, Cap’n..