Heated air is thin with less oxygen for combustion. John frantically looked for an opening in the speeding traffic while watching the concrete barrier...on his right. It began to crowd him into the traffic lanes."Ahhhh—yes!" he exulted, seeing an opening he could duck into.The little engine was screaming in a lower gear. He shifted up and looked into his side mirror. This was a double-merge situation. He'd just merged out of the short lane that was the on-ramp, but he must merge to the left. "Oh don't stop." She whispered panting slightly. "Do it hard, yes hard like that."As he continued to pump her, he took her sperm filled hand and forced her to massage her breast with it. She groaned and tensed clasping at her boobs in a moment of climax. "Oh Mr. Groves!" She sighed."Tomorrow Debbie." He whispered. "Don't be late."He left her alone in her bed as she wondered what he had in store for her.Her mum was dressed in her glad rags and ready to go out for six o'clock. "Don't forget to. As I strutted back past Sandy she grabbed my arm, almost spilling my scotch. She pulled me to her and kissed my mouth, hard. I pulled away and looked into her eyes and then kissed her back, harder.“Faye, darling,” Sandy said.“What?”“Could we do that bit without spilling your scotch down my back? I’d mind less if it was real but it’ll mean I’ll need a couple of blouses every night and it’s a pain.”“Sorry.”“And,” said Chesty, “make the kiss last longer. We’re going to shock some of the good. I had way too much cash for the lifestyle I could afford on paper. Fortunately, I did it for the thrills not the cash. I still lived the same as I always had. Even so it still accumulated.I put a wad of cash in the sink and covered it with Dawn dish washing soap and half a cup of bleach. Then when it dried, I put it in a new envelops that was never handled by me without gloves. I did some thing not to many people in the liquor business ever though of doing. I dropped the envelop in the.