‘What’s going to happen to the ARCO station?’ That stopped me for a moment. I had thought about it, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to share my tho...ghts yet. On the other hand, I had revealed some of my ambitions to them, so it hardly seemed fair to hold back on them. ‘I’d probably sell it. It will be worth a lot more today than when we bought it a year ago. The cash from that would help us with the dealership set-up. We could retire the lease on Duke’s shop next year and roll everything into one. On the phone she asked me if I had told anyone about what happened. I reassured her that I didn't and told her I would be by her house tonight. It's Friday and I don't have to back to work for a week due to using some of my PTO to give me time to understand what me and granny did last week plus I wanted to spend some time with my girlfriend. Since fucking granny I haven't had an urge to be with her.Now I was already feeling some kind of way about what happened last week, but was also very. "Like this?" Mike groaned."MMMMmmm yes; like that. Then he rubbed his penis on my buttocks; I could feel it through the material of my skirt and his trousers."Mike pushed his engorged member against her butt.Michele could feel Mike's erection rub against her through her skirt, just like the rapist had done.They stayed like that for a little while; Michele leaning against the bench while Mike dry humped her large round ass. Michele's panties became wetter and Mike could feel pre-seminal fluid. With the black embroidered hood slipped on, leaving only a narrow slit for her eyes, Matilda feels hidden and native.Her practiced hand rubs between her legs. She wonders whether Muslim women are naked under their burka and might they do what she is doing with no one knowing.A reflection of two men, one older and bald the other younger, appears in the mirror, framed in a nearby window at the back. How long have they been there?With her clothes and pack hidden in a new local woven bag, Matilda.