Three weeks out of Portsmouth they had caught the northeasterly trade winds and now Clyde was racing over the waves under full sail. There was no feel...ng remotely as satisfying as sailing a fast frigate. With a grin, Tony corrected himself. Just an hour ago he had unwrapped himself from Harriet’s embrace. Compared with the comfort she gave him, even sailing before the trades was paling a little.There was the prince. He was controlling the chalk board near the wheel. Tony had seen it already.. .620 horsepower. The inside of the cab looked like an airplane cockpit. It even has a fully functional GPS operating system, air conditioner and a Sirius radio. I thought to myself ‘I’d like to fuck Lori in this thing, it does have enough room inside.’I drove the rig to the field and parked it. It would be ready to go on Monday when I got over there. Next, Lori took me back to the barn where she showed me the truck I was going to use. It is a 2015 F-250 diesel crew cab. “Very cool,” I. Once I had on my war paint as my dad calls it, I put on my clothes.I looked at myself in the full-length mirror on the back of my bedroom door and smiled. I could already feel myself starting to get wet at the thought of seeing her again.No one knew that I was working for Miss Anderson so I was never very specific about where I would go when I left the house."I'm going out! I'll be back later!" I called out to my mom as I went out the front door.By the time I had walked to Miss Anderson house I. ?" She called out into the darkened house. She flipped the switch near front door, turning on the foyer light. And then the living room switch. No one there. Strange. Scary. "Hello? Mom, are you here?" Yolanda carefully made her way upstairs and searched her parents room, the bathroom, and the closets. Nothing. She shook her head. There was the possibility that mom's car wasn't working, and that she'd gotten a ride to work. Yolanda did leave before everyone else, after all. Still, she.