I am Jack Wellington. And what's your name Miss?" he asks. "My name is Miss Olivia Stetson, Sir," she says, a little embarrassed that she didn't reco...nize her own boss. "It's nice to meet you, Miss Stetson," he says. "Please, call me Olivia. It's nice to meet you as well, Sir," she says, recovering a bit. "Will do, Olivia. Well it looks like we are here," he says. They get out of the cab as Mr. Wellington pays for their cab fare. He holds the door for her and they walk in, heading to the. ***** I woke up the next morning on the bathroom floor, lying twisted in a painful position. It was painful getting up and I knew that the day in the car would be unbearable. Danny wasn’t in the bathroom. When I walked into the bedroom, I saw her lying on one of the beds under the blanket. It was a relief. A few minutes later, she woke up. I saw her slip into the bathroom, still naked (I tried not to watch). Soon enough she was dressed and ready to resume the journey, something I was eager to. “So what move is...” Passionate moans burst from the sound system.“Oh, wow,” I said. “Just starting right with the action.Both women were already topless and kissing each other on a rug before a fire. There was no story, no setup, just the pair kissing each other. Groping each other. They were both young, barely legal, and nubile. They had firm tits and slender bodies. One had a thong. The other a pair of lacy panties. Their tongues danced as they moaned.Then the camera pulled out to show a. That one my dad left me when he, well, left." The one that just sits in your closet being neglected?" Yeah, that one."She tossed the phone back in the car. "Your mom would know all aboutthat foot locker. Why is it so secret?" It's not important."She was full-on smiling now. "Oh, it sure seems important."I sighed. "It's not, okay? Now let's get going, I got the fan belt backon."She opened the passenger side door and sat down. "Yeah, let's go,because I want in on this foot locker secret."I felt.