It was late in the afternoon and he had been driving since 4am, he felt his focus slacking. The incident with Leah earlier today hadn’t made it any ...asier either. He couldn’t seem to get the pretty blonde out of his head. Was it really an accident? For the entire drive he had been troubled by erections that came up anytime he let his mind wander off to Leah. Her lips had felt so soft. Robert had noticed that of the four girls on this trip, Leah was the quietest. He figured she’d never do. I had slept in and was late down to breakfast; Sarah was already sitting at the table as our mum was busy in the kitchen. "Oh hey there b*o, finally awake are we?" Sarah smirked behind her normal morning magazine. "Right Jamie" mum said above the noise of her washing the dishes "I need you to nip down to the post office and post that parcel for me" she nodded towards a large cardboard box sitting on the table. "Also need you to pick up my dry cleaning" Uuggghhh OK, anything else?" I exhaled,. But spot a liar, quickly. This girl is telling the truth as she knows it. Packing up the liquor bottles. I tell her I'm having them tested. She seems relieved. I'm grabbing the different sized shape bags she was tossing down the hall as she filled them. I stack them outside the door. Two normal sized gym duffle. A military style type, three soft shell type travel bags; and oneI know is used to hold Hockey equipment. (this particular one has the local NHL team logo. It was signed by the. She giggled at the word, boobs, boobies, tits, titties, hooters, they all made her laugh and she continued to pose in the mirror turning left and right loving the way they looked and bounced. She thought about what she would wear tonight and what might look best on her, then she remembered she had John to thank for her new wardrobe. ‘Oh my God,’ she said aloud and covered her mouth with her hand, she had forgotten to return John’s debit card and to thank him for his kindness. She would drop it.