. the lights worked. Dim though ... about one in three was burnt out ... old age I suppose.“Three cars: full on restored rally 1973 Ford Escort ... ...ith four wheel drive added. Dirt track Holden super mod, Formula Ford circuit car,” I said to myself, more than anyone else. I was looking at a million dollars.I threw up the rollup door ... the sunlight shone on three canvas lumps.The tarp on the MYgale 1.8l Formula Ford was mice chewed on the lower edgeThis particular Formula Ford was a hybrid. You see girls in hijabs and girls in miniskirts. You even see short-haired, buff chicks in guy clothes. You see all kinds of guys too. Nerdy Asian guys, alert, suspicious white guys and cool, laid-back Arab guys. You spot the studious Hindu guys, always looking vaguely uncomfortable for no reason. They need to learn to relax, seriously. Drink a beer and get laid or something. Anyhow, the one guy who always gets the stares is the Black guy. As I walk through campus, wearing my Obama T-shirt. . oh, fucking Hell!” Violet moaned, even as I watched Moira jilling off with her spectral twat.Tate also stood there and began stroking himself as he viewed the foursome in action. I knew that he craved Violet as well as probably Vivien (given that in the original version, he knocked her up), but I wasn’t quite ready to share the Harmon ladies with him just yet. Sure, they were already pregnant, but I was in a somewhat petty mood and annoyed with the guy, if perhaps irrationally for the idea. That meant that really itwas Katie's birthday.I would have a birthday party for me.No guests, but hey, that meant more cake for me. (Giggle)I went over to the fridge, took the cake out of the box and put it onthe dining room table. Then I made a few jam sandwiches, found somechocolate finger biscuits, some cheese and onion flavour crisps and afew other munchables in the cupboard and put them on plates and thenonto the table.I rushed into my room and got out the party dress, given to me by.