"Sure, but don't scratch it." Ha ha, it was my car. I bought it and pay for the insurance, I do anything I darn well please with it and no one would f...ss at me about it. However, Ashlee was my girl and I didn't want her mad at me. If she thought the car was hers, then who am I to argue.The carhop had to bring it around to me at the front and I then made sure he got a good tip and gave me decent directions to get to the park.Traffic in Boston is tough, but name a city where it is easy and I'll. I need to speak with you, ", her 13 year old daughter sank onto the sofa."What’s this about mom", Mellissa said rolling her eyes, "This isn’t going to be another lecture about cleaning my room and picking up my panties is it?”Melissa smiled. No she had stopped lecturing about picking up panties as she enjoyed picking up her daughters thongs and bikini panties, soiled, even rank and wet with girl cum sometimes. She loved bringing herself to crashing climaxes smelling and tasting her little. “Caroline?” he stuttered, “what did she know?”“Nothing, nothing,” Julie said sadly. “She went on and on about you being alone with her night after night, how it couldn’t have been just work, that no one worked that hard in accountancy, and if you remember you were always so dog-tired that we didn’t have much of a love life at the time. She put that down to you doing it with her night after night.”“And you believed her.”“No!” Julie became animated. “Not at first, but she went on and on, it was. " I thought you might. If you looked at the label, you saw it said 'Tylenol PM'. I figured you'd need some kind of dope to get any sleep at all. Have you taken any this morning?" Um, yeah, just a few minutes ago. Does that mean I'm gonna be dopy for the rest of the day?" Well, maybe until this afternoon." She smiled and kidded, "Don't be operating any heavy machinery."She pulled a little white bottle out of her pocket and handed it to me. "The coffee will help, and I brought some of the regular.