As I pull out of the mall lot, Mandy puts her hand on my thigh just above where the shorts stopped and looks over at me and says, “Thank you, that w...s amazing.” We started driving down the road and I am feeling pretty good about how everything turned out and Mandy is impressed too, that has to be a good thing, and I did not even have to bruise a knuckle or anything… We were not far from sis’s when I hit a bump or pothole…something, just enough that the car bounced a little. Well that was. She stands almost six feet tall and has flaming red hair. Her daddy, Big Paul, had made a lot of money in cattle and oil and Lucille was his only heir. JP on the other hand was a quiet sort of fellow... until you got him mad. JP was short, about 5' 6" and kind of mousey looking like I say until you got him mad. It sure seemed like he was mad today.They plunked down in the two chairs across from my desk and Lucille began, "Damn it Bubba, you got to help us. You are the sneakiest, shiftiest, most. Pierre turned and beckoned for the next victim. The blonde sighed and took one step forward, a second step and then collapsed, trembling, against the platform. She put a hand out to steady herself and fought to control her breathing but lust overcame her. Sliding to the floor she spread her legs apart to reach for her crotch, driving her fingertips onto her clit and letting out a low, bestial wail. Pierre flashed his teeth in a wicked grin as he bore down on her.“Come, I will help you to keep. I felt my stomach lurch. “Heading for a frat party, young lady?” I asked as I rolled down the window. “It is for a party, but it’s a more intimate affair. Don’t imagine that there will be any keg stands tonight.” She smirked. She grabbed the beer and grocery bags and threw them in the back of the van. “I need to check your I.D. mam. I need to make sure that you’re not underage.” “You’re joking, right?” I gave her a look showing her that I was serious. “Fine,” Ellie huffed. She dug her wallet.