"Not the way I would put it, but I guess that's accurate." Christopher replied."Hey, I got some hot coffee in that thermos. Reach in the back and get ...ourself a cup and pour some. It'll warm you up."Christopher poured himself some coffee and they sat and conversed as they drove. Thankfully, the conversation drifted to topics like sports and politics instead of sex. Christopher began to enjoy talking with Zeke. Despite his country-boy, aw-shucks manner, Zeke was pretty astute and a good. “That’s nice.” I wondered whether they lived in Canberra, but refrained from asking.“We live in Parkes.”Aha! I’d nibble. “Oh, he’s a radio-astronomer.”“You know that stuff?”“No. I just know that the CSIRO unit is in Parkes.”She seemed defeated by my lack of engagement. “Well, nice talking to you.”“Bye.” I went back to Bony, who was still involved with a death in Queensland. But it didn’t last long. This time it was a slightly older woman. She, too, moved on. But I realized that I was just prey. The girl stopped crying for a moment. George felt awkward. He wanted her to handle her grief the way he always had, and if she didn't, well, he didn't know what to do. Hug her? Kiss her? Tell her everything is going to be all right? That wasn't possible.Amy stared at the beer. Her cute young face was stained with tears, and she looked up at him, then back at the bottle. Her expression was enough to break his heart, and he had to remind himself what a nasty little bitch she really was in order. She ran her hands over my satincovered breasts and kissed my lips. "I want to thank you for introducingme to Linda. My husband climbs on top and shoots his cum inside mebefore I ever get a chance to cum. Linda made me reach the big O aboutten times. Can I return the favor. I'll eat you here and now if you wantme to." I told her it was the wrong time of the month. She understood.She said, "Seeing you in such sexy lingerie turns me on so much. My clitis so hard, I could use it as an ice pick.".