”Thom asks, “Should I run the Cobra and your new truck every week or so?”I think for a moment and reply, “Thom, we’re not sure how long this...will take so please run both the vehicles weekly. If we’re gone more than six months, get the oil and filters changed on both the Cobra and my new truck. Don’t forget we use Mobil 1 synthetic oil.”That reminds me, the phone call I got at the end of the last chapter was the body shop. Jens’ Cobra was done, the name on the door was changed to her name and. You called me a bastard, and maybe it’s true in your eyes, but I’m an honest bastard. I dropped the glass to the floor, and I lightly kissed her lips. Getting behind her, I kissed her neck and shoulders while I gently caressed her perfect firm and round breasts, rubbing her silky tresses on them. I felt her nipples harden at my touch. I commented on the fact of her arousal and watching her blush, with pleasure, I hoped. I lightly stroked her plump shaved pussy, a nice surprise, and nothing I. I moaned loud, telling him I needed to cum…“Not yet, you, lousy bitch…” He yelled at me, looking very angry.“Please, let me cum… I cannot stand it anymore…” I pleaded.Then, it did not matter anymore. Nothing could be stopping this wave now. My cunt was practically gushing as I played with the little silver ring clamped on my clitoris.I rubbed it, writhing even more on the bed as the waves of pain and pleasure shook me so hard. “Oh fuck!” I whispered to no one. “Fuck… fuck…!”And then I looked up. I can really be such a dumb ass at times!"I'd only made one real assumption about Kurt's cousin. Every otherthought I'd had concerning her was simply built on top of that one.However, if that one assumption were actually false, then everythingelse simply fell apart like a fragile house of cards. Even worse, italso meant... "Are you trying to tell me that Kurt's cousin isn'teven a girl?" Of course Raymond isn't a girl, silly boy. Whatever gave you thatstrange idea he was one, Stanley? I thought.