" Amber pouted.I ignored her and she resumed talking with Ashley. I didn't listen much to their conversation. It was mostly gossip and other girl talk...about people they knew and such. A few minutes later, we were back at our apartment."Hey Ash?" asked Amber, as we walked into the apartment. "Do you mind if I crash here a few days? I broke up with my boyfriend a few days ago so I don't have a place to stay right now? Pleeeease?"Ashley glanced over at me and I shook my head in silent answer. She. Smiling she rolled to the other side of the bed, inviting him to lie beside her. Mich too wanted to lie down beside her, the lust giving way to exhaustion coupled with a happy feeling in his body and mind. But his alert mind made him take the harder course with a lot of reluctance. Bluntly, he asked if she'd taken the pics. She nodded. Where were they ? In a backpack beside the old comp of his dad's in the living room. Did Brad have them ? No, she'd not been able to upload them to the cloud,. He was tired of races. He wanted to go home and stay home. He wanted to be in his bed. Racing was getting old. The girls were having fun, but he was tired of airplane flights and train rides. It was about time to retire from racing. He would talk to Mr. Chinetti and Mr. Ferrari. I guess I'd better ask Jane about it first. She might like it. But all the races were beginning to run together for Paul. This wasn't his life's work, this was more like a kid's dream. He hadn't thought like a kid the. I have changed things up a bit recently with a couple stories that aren’t exclusively lesbian in nature. Bottom line is I write stories for my own enjoyment.At this time I am editing my own stories. Please forgive me if there are spelling errors or grammar errors. I try and catch the errors by reading and re-reading the story several times. I’ve gone through the editor page looking for editors for my story lines but never get a reply. If there is an editor reading this and they want to help me.