"What's wrong?" I..." She closed her eyes and sighed. "It's nothing." Doesn't look like nothing. You look like you've seen a ghost."She shrugged and r...lled her eyes, but her voice wavered as she answered, "It's just this letter. I forgot to check the mail yesterday, so I went out to the mailbox right after you called." A bill or something?"She shook her head and reached down next to the door, retrieving an envelope. "I don't even want to open this one."Glen glanced down at the envelope, and his. “Oh god that feels so good.” Mom said. Mom looks at me and tells me to do the same. As we hit the interstate mom put the van on cruse control as I am taking off the last of my cloths. As I sit there with my feet on the dash board and my legs spread, I have the vent aimed at my cock. The cool air feels so good. “Better isn’t it? Mom asks me. “Sure does.” I respond. Mom now had her legs on the arms of her seat and has one hand between her legs playing with herself. Seeing this, I am hard and mom. I guess you could say there wasn't much to do where I lived. As fate would have it she was staying at her aunt's for the weekend. Lucky break since her aunt lived only 5 minutes away. It was almost perfect. Almost. The only downer was her tag-along cousin, Sarah. She wasn't bad looking...She was annoying. Hot, but irritating. Their aunt thought if Michelle was with Sarah then Michelle would stay out of trouble.Today she was bearable because Michelle made it a point that we wanted to be alone.In. Its an old Chevy. Like this Sally though, it still looked good. I keep it maintained and the paint job shone. I turned the key and the engine rumbled to life."Sounds nice," She commented to me. "Whatcha got, a small block 350 with custom dual exhausts?"Oh god, she knows cars too. A femme who loves football, can handle herself and can ID what's under the hood. I find like one more thing like those about her and Sandra's crap is gonna be piled in the driveway while I run off with Sally to Ontario.