"What are you going to do?" I don't know," she said pensively. "I've been doing a lot of thinking about that. What's good for the goose is good for th... gander, except I can't really see myself bringing home somebody from the office, or picking up some stranger at a singles bar."She leveled her eyes at me across the corner of the table, then said what had been on her mind for a long time. "I've been thinking about you and me, Bobby. If we could manage to get together, I wouldn't have to go. So I tried again to calm her nerves. I explained again that she was stuck and I was an option to help her. Eventually she said yes, and got in my truck with me as we headed to the auto parts store. While on the road she asked me what I did and I told her I worked for the fire dept, and she told me she was in the film industry and I laughed. We got the parts and went back (she paid for it) and I was able to change the hose in a few minutes and refill her radiator. With sweat pouring down my. He smiled as he brutally shoved it up her ass, causing Rachel to scream into her gag. He then waited the minutes for the medicine to take hold. Rachel could all ready feel the increase in sensitivity, the coldness of the air, and the creases of the cloth. But nothing even came close to the burning pain of her ass. She thought she was going to pass out. Hearing her increase in moaning, he quickly shoved his dick into her once again. This time he did not slow down. Like a bull he rammed her over. Now go get busy."She gave me a playful slap on the rump, which stung a little but hurtmuch more as a reminder of how plush and shapely my backside now was. Ileft and went to my room, a former walk-in closet mostly filled by agirl's narrow bed with a white, scrollwork headboard. For a moment Ijust sat on the pink and white spread the covered my mattress. Then Isighed, squeezed between the vanity table and ice cream parlor chair,and sat before the mirror. I had gotten skilled enough at.