The Cessna passed in front of us, and I could see a gun barrel protruding from the passenger window. “Get down!” I barked.Sharon yelled something ...s a bullet punched through the windshield between us, and I heard at least two bullets hitting the truck. I sat up as the aircraft turned away and rolled wings level. I pressed the accelerator, and nothing happened. I looked out over the hood, and saw a heavy plume of steam. “Truck’s dead, we need to get out!”The plane, now about a mile away, turned. ‘Would you do me a favor? Feel free to say no… I was wondering if you would stop by my place on your way home and help me fix my kitchen faucet. I can’t turn the shutoff valve under the sink.” Shifting her weight to the other foot, she continued, “I’ll pay you with dinner. It’s already in the crock-pot… If you have time to eat.’ A distraction is just what he needed to help him through the day. ‘I think we could manage that, right Chris?’ Sam’s question awakened his docile passenger. ‘Let’s go,. I asked if she was doing okay and she nodded her head. I then asked, Do you want me to take you home? There was a slight pause before she shock her head and said, No. I gave her a hug and kissed her on the head. We sat there embracing each other for a short while, and then I tried to tell her that everything would be okay. She started to relax a little and I asked if she wanted to get into bed? She nodded and we both moved to get into bed together. I pulled the blanket and sheets back so she. A guy walked in sat down a couple rows in front of me, then walked out looking at me as he went by. next thing i knew he is sitting down next to me, i started to get nervous, (thinking that he wanted something) sure enough, i felt his hand on my jeans rubbing my cock, i picked up his hand and moved it away, (it felt great) but i wasnt gay. next thing i know his hand is on my cock again, squeezing it, i feel it gettting harder, bigger, i look at him he smiles and undoes my zipper, i lok.