Coupled with an all aluminum and carbon fiber body and a 6speed manual transmission meant that this was one car to be takenseriously. It was just abou... Kayami's dream car.She almost cooed as she walked around the solidifying sports car trailingher fingers over its lines. This car made her weak in the knees. Sheactually squealed when she saw that the keys in the ignition were attachedto a big letter 'K' keychain. "It's mine isn't it?" she asked breathlessly. "This is my car!" Don't jump to. She was in the kitchen drinking a cup of coffee. She was a nurse at the hospital and she worked the late shift. She was more then likely just getting home from work and trying to wake herself up a little so that she could do some things around the house before going to sleep.“Hey Mom,” I said with a smile as I made my way over to the cupboard to pull out a bowl. I set it down on the table as I made myself a bowl of cereal. I then sat down at the kitchen table.“Good morning love,” she said. I think I woke up from the lethargy I was experiencing. She dropped me home and I invited her to coffee. No, I did not have beer nor wine. Coffee was all I could offer. She said that one cup would be great. And we talked a bit more trying to know a bit more about each other. Finally she said good night. Gave me a peck on my cheek and left. I felt alone after she left. She had made a great impression on me. I wanted to spend more time with her. That night I went to bed and took my vibrator out. It was the first time the fourteen year old girl had ever flown, and she had no idea what to expect for the landing. Suddenly there was a jolt, bouncing her up in her seat, and then she could feel the plane rolling, the wheels vibrating up through the steel body. Was that it? It was over? She let out the smallest of breaths. Around her she could hear other nervous fliers sighing with relief, starting to talk. She caught snatches of a phone call, and the man next to her, easily in his.