”After laughing I reply, “Oh dear, you poor fools should have done your homework. Let’s look at our three poor truck drivers. Yes, we’re close...y related. The first fact is we all drive for Meadows Transport. A firm owned by my father with a current net worth of eight million dollars and two million is cash in the bank. Second, the other driver is my sister Laura Meadows, a Harvard graduate with an MBA and she’ll be starting work in a new job for Meadows Transport in mid January with a six digit. ’ immediately I replaced my fingers with my tongue and took her clits in my mouth and sucked it hard….I could feel some hot juice on my lower jaw….she had collapsed and did not speak a word. I continued to lick her. Slowly I opened her love lips and inserted my index finger it was wet and it was slippery. I put my tongue on the clits while was finger fucking her…slowly she started to respond to my love calls…I heard her moans again hhmmm…it feels good … Aahhh…hmmm…she started to pull my head. At age 11 I was in the can, juvy, for boosting. I got out after three years, worked my way though high school. Since it was all above board there was no money for college and I went to work in a garage in Chicago. I tuned for enthusiasts but did after hours works for boosts. Cal Runningwolf joined the garage and then he joined the night racket. I made enough to get my car and started racing for P’s legit until they all knew me on the circuit and no one would race. Cal had served real time as. 'Shocks number two and three, how could Margaret with all her formality submit to a pet name, and why had I never in all the time I'd know her, ever considered that she must have a family? And finally, the words, 'lots of love from Mummy.' That was all it took to break me. I began to shake uncontrollably. Emotions that I had buried under selfish fun and sexual depravity erupted as explosively as an orgasm, but with no pleasure and peace to follow, just a towering wall of long-concealed grief.