. ," hesitating as I felt Huley push away from me, beyond my reach. She was out of the car and walking fast, almost running back to the front door of ...he school when I got myself presentable to get our of the car. My prick was still stiff when I walked into the school library to study.The afternoon was a waste. I tried to concentrate, reading the same page in the history text three times before I looked around to see if anyone was watching me struggle with my emotions. I was in another place.It. It’s a good car though high mileage because I traveled the state selling.”“Okay. Will you be financing or leasing?”“Neither. I will pay by bank transfer.”“Oh, very well. Let’s see what we can do. I gave her my keys. She gave them to another person. While waiting, she wrote up the information for the sale. This would be my third new car and my second one for cash. A big bonus had gotten me my current car.They came back with a number and we haggled a bit. I approved the deal. She said, “Thank. Time seemed to stop, and there was nothing but Rachel and Randy, skin upon skin, nails raking along his back, moans, moving faster and faster with one another, until they both hit the brink at the same time, lost in the final crescendo of the climaxing wave, falling in space toward the ocean of oblivion. In the afterglow, basking in the warmth of each other, eyes upon eyes, Randy played with her hair, kissing her neck with soft nuzzles and nips. “I suppose now would be a good time to tell you. His muscles are so tight and his body so hard looking. Not many guys his age look so strong. I was in my silky pajama pants and a tank top. I sat on the couch facing him, my legs crossed like an Indian and I laid back on the armrest.He looked over at me and caught me staring. His eyebrows furrowed and he asked, ”What?”I looked away and ignored him. The guy on TV was making some kind of shelter from broken tree limbs. ”Why do you watch this stupid shit?” I asked.”It's not stupid, your stupid,”.