“We’ll have to go out and race sometime,” I said.“No way!” Liz said. “Mine was custom made. It tops out at 170. I’d smoke you and you’... cry. Your car is made of steel. Mine is made of fiberglass. You’d wipe me out.”“One-seventy!” Marcie said. “Really?”“I thought that would catch your attention,” Liz said. “I keep it in Nashville. I rarely drive it. But if you want to visit sometime, we’ll go out to the speedway and give it he-...”She glanced guiltily toward the boys.“A try,” she corrected.. I walked slowly to my car, hoping she would have the sense not to throw away our ten years together for a quick fuck, no matter how smooth the guy was.As I pulled up under the covered drive in front of the club I knew the one dance had plenty of time to finish, another ten minutes passed, twenty, thirty. Then the door flew open and Sue rushed over to the car and got in, not once looking at me. I drove in silence. I knew she had let him fuck her and who knows what else? As the car warmed up. I grinned at him and said, "I certainly want to be a good slut, master." I reached down and scooped up Jerry's cum and ate it from my fingers.I noticed that my heart pounding and I was breathing heavily as I cuddled beside Glenn and we quickly went to sleep. I wasn't wearing a watch, but it must have been around one or two in the morning. We were all exhausted, especially me.I woke up in the morning to find Glenn throwing the sleeping bag open and moving his hands over my body possessively. I. The dull gray made me feel like I was inside some sort of dust-covered snow globe.I could see well enough, but the lighting gave the impression of a late fall overcast, chill and gloomy despite the warmth of the air. The grass was much the same color as the evergreens, a deep green so dark that it was hard to tell where the shadows ended and the boughs began. The sea and mountains I could see were equally bland and almost lifeless looking.I tightened a couple of straps on my magic armor and.