At the end of the curve she turned left onto Weaving and right on Wildflower, ending on the wrong side in front of the house."Do you want me to park h...re or in the driveway?" she asked teasing him with the knowledge of which house was his."Driveway," he replied taking the bait.She did as instructed, handed him the keys and then asked him to open the car trunk. He curiously obliged and she pulled out a suitcase."I put this in your trunk before I came into the bar," she said nonchalantly."How did. It is my gift to her, and hopefully through Her to all those who read it.AbeHe hadn't seen her in too long and he missed her control acutely, as if he were missing a limb. There hadn't been any falling out, just a battle of schedules, and it was frustrating them both.Finally, an opening had materialized, and they were both going to be free and in-town on Sunday. He begged, and she agreed to see him. He took her out to dinner at a wonderful new restaurant of her choosing. As usual, she signalled. George unlocked the door and we went in. The window had broken, and a curious curved shape about two feet long lay on the floor. It reminded me of the fang of a sabre-tooth tiger. ‘Ah, we have a souvenir.’ I put the thing in a plastic sample bag from our kit. We got our gear and drove away. The rest of the job was a doddle and we’d got it done in record time. It was a few weeks later when I bumped into a pal of mine. We’d done a job or two for him including a Zoo. ‘Sid, have you still got. We sat at the kitchen table and shared a Coke and a joint. I couldn’t help but notice what she was wearing. She had on a loose tank top and some very loose fitting terry cloth shorts. Her nipples were clearly visible and when she would shift in her chair her pussy would peek out of those shorts. I knew that nothing was going to happen, as her son was due home soon, but still, I was enjoying the view. She told me a few days later that she had noticed me enjoying the view. Her son came in and.