The car belongs to someone else.”“Are you driving it with that person’s permission?”“Yes sir. He is in the back seat.”The officer looked i...to the back. I’m sure he had scanned it for anything dangerous before, but now he was examining. I am sure that he noticed the two people in the back were slightly disheveled and blushing brightly.“Mrs. O’Dell. Have you been drinking?”“WHAT?” Lynn was surprised by the question.“Have you been drinking?”“No sir! I am driving back from the hospital. My wife. "What has gotten into you Derrick?" "I don't know" I sobbed through tears beginning to run down my cheeks. "What do you mean 'you don't know?' You tried to rape me, your mother!" she hissed. "No, I did not try to rape you., I merely stopped you from slapping me again. If I wanted to rape you, I would have!" I yelled back at her. "Oh you would? You would forcibly rape your own mother?" "Well, ya can't fucking rape the willing and if I wanted to fuck you and you weren't willing, well then that. I slipped the straps from her shoulders and gently eased her breasts out of the fabric."OMG," appeared on the screen.By this time Amanda was sucking more than the head of my cock and I typed, "What do you think mate?" Ask her if I can come over and fuck her?" Can you see that Amanda?" I asked as he looked up to the screen.She nodded."What do you think. What should I say?" What about grandma?" What about her?" I replied."She might come in and catch me" You let me worry about that kitten," I. "You were up there for a long time," I said."Oh, we had a lot to talk about," she said, non-committally. "So, in the car, you mentioned something about a new employment contract you wanted me to look at?" Oh my god, Janice! I was fired!" Oh! You poor dear!" But that's not the worst of it, somehow Rachael ... ah ... I mean, Miss Peterson..." Miss Peterson?" Janice asked with an arched eyebrow."Yes, I'm supposed to call her Miss Peterson now. Somehow, she forced me to sign this horrible contract.