“You just don’t get caught!”“Remember what I said about the rulebook being written in pencil with half the pages blank?” I asked. “Well, y...u push the rules, hard, because NASCAR can decide to screw you EVEN IF you follow the rules to the letter. Heck, all you have to do is look at the mystery cautions that conveniently come to bunch up the field or prevent cars from going down a lap!”“If even the sanctioning body cheats, why bother?”“Because they love to race and can make a living doing it,” I. I smiled to myself. "He is so good with her" I thought. The thought made me feel warm inside.Once I got done with the dishes I went in, picked up Megan from her fathers lap and went upstairs. Huh, her father. Well, I guess he is. I changed into a satin short, tank top set. It was light purple and accentuated my large bust. I took Megan back down to the living room, sat on the couch, and lifted Megan to my right breast. I lifted my tit out and inched her closer. Megan took the clue and. Evan walked in silence till they got to the trailer. Greg tossed some pizza pops into the microwave and gave Evan a soda while they waited. Evan took a sip from the soda. "I didn't figure Seth was going to make a party this year." I think he's feeling left out. All the other boys are going tonight." What? You mean Aaron's going to go?" Evan seemed surprised."Yeh, I guess." More rug rats under his feet, not a girl his own age in sight, it did not look promising; what fun it would be. Greg really. " That's good," he replied. "It puts you into a lower risk population." What does it matter which risk population if I've already got it?" she asked."It might have a bearing on treatment options." I suppose. I also spoke with Veronica." Who's she?" She's one of the other assistants. She had a lump removed about five years ago and then had radiation. She's been clean since." Five years remission?" Loren remarked. "That's what passes as a cure in the oncology world. Did she give you any advice?".