“Seems you have my problem,” I said to him. He turned around. “Yeah!” We both looked down at his manhood and he gave it another stroke. “Urg...… feels good…” “Tell you what, want me to give you a couple a minutes alone?” I said. “Nah…” With that he had a final rinse and turned off the water. As he stepped out, I had to move to one side to give him room. I was just finishing brushing my teeth by then and he was behind me drying off. When I stood up, he was pretending to be all cool, but the half. I straighten myself and stalk across the room, my heels resounding on the flooring. He looks divine; shirt ripped open to the waist, scratch marks livid across his chest, sweat sheened on his brow, spots of blood coating his swollen lip and rising from his torn skin to colour his cheek. It is all I can do to stop myself from ripping off his trousers and filling my mouth with his cock."Wanna buy a girl a drink?" Hey, the old chat up lines are still the best.He takes out a second glass, fills it. The dull ‘thwop’ sound it made as I dropped it to the ground along with the failure to bounce at all told me the spare was flat as well. A quick inspection found the head of a nail in the tread and I told the girl I was pretty sure I could fix it for her if she followed me up to the garage. “By the way, I’m David.” She said, “It’s nice to meet you, David. I’m Kaci.” We walked up to the garage and she admired the shiny new Dodge parked in the sun and said, “These are such cool cars! My Dad used. Must remember to twist to get in the wounds from her fall in the garage into some of the shots. ?Oh my? for the first time she felt close to an orgasm without having to finger her clit! She arched her back then thrust the broken knife as hard as she could into her belly. The excruciating pain caused by 2 inches of steel sinking into her abdomen brought her back to reality. What had she done! She dropped the knife and staggered forward, warm blood streaming down from her flat belly, running down.