Holy shit, what have I done...?" No, Rachel," I replied, "that was amazing. I wouldn't have had it anyother way."There was a pause. During that brie... moment, when she was laying on topof me, panting, I thought that maybe we had both made a horriblemistake. I was sexually satiated, and so was she, and I knew that inthis moment, both of us would be thinking clearly. If there was a timewhen regrets would come out, this would be it."Oh god, Jennifer," she managed to get out, "I'm so glad you. She just said that was fine, so I got on the motorway and headed for the dogging spot.We parked far up the back and there where a few cars parked around. She seemed more confident than she ever had been when we where there and never even paid attention to the others.She put her hands up her dress and slid down her knickers, throwing them in the back seat.We started kissing and her hand went straight in to my trousers straight on to my stiff cock. Then as she leaned over and took the swollen. In my dream I am on the couch and have fallen asleep watching television. A knock at the door awakens me. I arrive at the door to find Britney there with her hair down and her hat's brim hiding her face. She enters as if she owns the place and says: "We're here for him." I ask: "You are here for who? And who are 'we'?" I ask. She points to the door and Jennifer Lopez struts in and Jennifer answers: "Your man-that's who" as she flings her hat on the dining room table while walking in. Britney. Unhappy and frustrated, Mr. Peters asked him the following question: “Mr Gandhi, if you were walking down the street and found a package, and within was a bag of wisdom and another bag with a lot of money, which one would you take?” Without hesitating, Gandhi responded, “The one with the money, of course.” Mr Peters, smiling sarcastically, said, “I, in your place, would have taken the wisdom.” Gandhi shrugged indifferently and responded, “Each one takes what he doesn’t have.”Mr Peters, by this.