“Oh, we are. In fact Clark introduced me to Jack. They’re going to share me.” “But I thought your sex life with Clark was so great?” I asked... totally ignorant about such things. “Listen, honey, the more cock you get, the more you want.” We were sitting in her kitchen drinking coffee, having deposited our kids at school. We’d been friends for a couple of years and Mandy, being a bit of a chatterbox, usually did all of the talking. That meant that she knew little about my sad excuse for a sex. Apparently, non-compliance with the criteria meant over-fulfillment of the criteria."So I was admitted?" Sure!"The relief on my face was so bright even the woman in the chair smiled while looking at me."In addition to the fact we received your good grades from school and the results of our tests, we paid attention to your sports skills and additional classes. Your hobbies with oriental practices, as well as endurance parameters and a medical card, allow you to enroll in a special team."Hmm, you. He knew that he needed to avoid the distraction if he was ever going to finish the yard. He went to work and soon worked up quite a sweat. He took off his shirt and took advantage of the unusual early spring warmth, after all he had a tan to work on too. Joe finished the mowing and trimming, and went to work pruning the shrubs along the back fence. ‘You’re going to burn if your not careful,’ a soft voice interrupted him. Joe looked up to see Shawna leaning languidly on the fence holding two. We store old equipment and surplus materials here. I still don't know how I missed seeing these cars, but I did."We approached two large shrouded objects and we carefully removed the cover from the first. As the car gradually took shape before me, I couldn't help a low whistle. A black car with medium blue panels was revealed."This is something special, sir. It's a Bugatti. Pre-war. Not the Atlantic, but likely something quite rare. We'll need an expert opinion to check out its history. This.