." she breathed, confirming his thoughts and erasing all other thought to stay at work a little longer to alleviate any suspicion. Not that his wife w...uld have had any. His goal may be to fuck all the sluts in the building, but his wife was also model material that he couldn't refuse. "I'll be home soon, sweetheart. Wait for me," he growled into the phone before heading toward the elevators and to the parking garage. ----------------------------------------------------------- Upon entering his. We took the piss out of him as lads do, but he had a very sexy Indian girlfriend who he claimed to fuck regularly so we never suspected he was anything other than straight.One summers day I visited Nick as I was in the area. He was wearing shorts and was more serious than usual. I asked him what was wrong and he said he had split from his girlfriend. I said that was sad and that I had liked her (in fact I regularly wanked thinking about her!). I asked him why they had split and he said he had. Shake a tail, tail another car, wash a car, clean the interior, perform simple mechanics ... change the oil, filter, spark plugs, add windshield washer fluid, charge a battery, tune a radio, clean seat belts.Driving was serious. A car was as much a weapon as a loaded gun.Mother was NOT in my classes.Mother was having a very difficult time.Mother was one of the Crazy Drivers.Mother was invited to stay an extra week.She did.While she was learning, I was learning how to take care of my passengers. She had begun to hear foot steps and decided to hide. “All in a days work,” It was a boy about her age, with smooth black hair and deep blue eyes. His skin was tan, and he wore a black pair of pants with no t-shirt. “See something Horus?” he asked the owl. Hunter had knocked something over and the boy stiffined. He instinctively pulled her arm out and pinned her down. Hunter felt his warm breath down her neck, her heart pounding. “What are you doing in my cave?” He asked. “What are you doing in.