I watched as Jennifer bounded towards it, unabashed by her nakedness as she hopped into the rear passenger side of the car. It only took me a moment t... realize who the car belonged to… it was Allison’s older brother’s. Her brother had saved a good deal of money to buy an old Grand Wagoner, and everyone in town knew whose it was. To say the lease, he was also infamous for what supposedly went on in the back seat. As I reached the door myself, and realized that Allison, not her brother, was. I of course couldn’t see anything, which is becoming the norm. Lately, or more so, for a while, my wife has been closing the door to my room, placing the separate back in ‘separate room.’ I find it fascinating, and believe she does too. It makes me wonder if she could see Mark alone, without me and without me knowing. A deep thought to pounder, and one that’s excites me to the hilt. “I’ve been thinking about you all week,” I heard Mark say in a deep but intimate voice. No reply was heard,. I actually still am." Don't be," Jenny assured him. "When I woke up Saturday morning andfound myself rubbing on you, I thought I was just horny from seeingyou in that nightie and panties and sleeping with you. But as the daywent on, I was feeling more and more that I might actually love you. Ididn't want to admit it to myself, let alone tell you. I kept thinking'What sort of a ditz falls in love with a guy because he makes coffeeone morning and thinks he was a woman for the day?' But I guess I. .. I'll do whatever you say," she stammered, knowing that any resistance might only aggravate the peril she was already in. "Anything." Good," Raoul said, smugly satisfied. "Be here at eight o'clock. With some money. At least two hundred dollars." But I..." I said two hundred dollars more! Understand?" he twisted her arm for emphasis."YEEESSS! YEEESSSS!" Marion screamed in pain.Suddenly Raoul let go of her."Good. Then we understand each other completely. You will return tonight."Marion stared.