We spent well over an hour getting to know each other, and I found her incredibly easy to talk to. There was no forced laughter, no awkward pause, jus... the delight in witty storytelling. I found myself telling as many jokes as I could just see her smile and hear her laugh. I had practically forgotten what brought me out here in the first place. I checked my watch, and she teased, “What, are you getting tired of my company already?” “Not at all, just seeing if time flies as quickly in Heaven.”. Next he unsnapped her bra and rubbed her hot flesh feeling her nipples get hard. It did not take him long to get her top off and he was licking and sucking her nice big fleshy tits. He told her "You are just so sexy. I love your body." He took her hand an put it on his dick and rubbed himself with it and again said "Look what you do to me. You make me harder than I have ever been. Do you like touching me?" She nodded yes and he then unzipped his pants and pulled his monster cock out and put her. I had a cup of tea. (I never got used to the civvy way of having breakfast after getting to work).After breakfast it was my turn to drive. The only other vehicle I had ever driven, other than the driving school’s car, was my Citroen Ami 8, (the model up from a 2CV) with a powerful 602cc engine and a dash-mounted gear lever. Not surprisingly, I felt somewhat uneasy sat high up in the cab behind the large steering wheel and floor-mounted gear stick of the Bedford.I drove carefully out of the. I could sneak out of the store quite easily and walk the last five minutes to my house. Or i could be a good, upstanding citizen and tell the cabbie the problem. Normally that would have been an easy one; walk home. But then i remembered something id heard about one of the girls at school. Shed been short paying for a taxi so shed given the guy a blowjob instead. This sounded like a great solution to both of our problems. Back in the taxi, the driver smiled at me. Was he on the same wavelength.