I sat back and willed my growing erection to subside while I tried to figure out what Kyle is talking about. It finally sank in that he’s trying to ...ell me he found a guy who’s selling a rebuilt starter for the car I’m restoring, a 1969 Plymouth GTX convertible.Actually, restoring is a bit too ambitious a definition for what I’m doing. Dad bought the car when he was in his early twenties. It was more than twenty years old when he bought it and restored it. He put it in storage after a few years. I think she dug the musician thing and I was trying to use it to lure her in. ‘The paradox that the surliest people you talk to are often the most profoundly submissive.’ Renee’s eyes flew wide as though I’d slapped her. ‘Me? Surly? Submissive?’ ‘Well, y’know,’ I smiled back, sweetly flashing teeth. ‘Comparatively.’ I didn’t want to push it too far, as getting hit might’ve messed up my playing. I’m a professional, after all. Her mouth worked wordlessly, and I pressed ahead, though. Often. When they got to Karen's house, she told Jack that he could say goodnight to Amanda on the front porch."I want to talk to Bob for a second," she said.The kids were happy to oblige. The porch was thirty feet away, and the only light was from the street light across the street.Bob sat, turned toward Karen in the relative darkness of the car."I had fun tonight," she said, leaning toward him slightly."Me too," he responded."I haven't had fun in a long time. I'm glad we did this." You mean chaperone. I knew from my wonderful Recent Past Experience that Brenda's engine was pretty easy to start!But if I were to do such a thing -- in her kitchen -- even while we were alone, Brenda would undoubtedly be scared to death that I'd do it again when she had company in the house. After all, humans aren't famous for trusting to the good judgment of their household pets.So, painful as it was for me, I abstained from any out-of-bedroom sexual come-ons with the splendid Brenda. I might be a tiger -- given.
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