“Heh, he’s begging for that thing to be keyed, huh?” I said this out loud, while thinking to myself – ‘What a douchebag.’I’d cracked my ...indow earlier to suck out the smoke from my cig and my vehicle was purring in idle. You couldn’t hear it running. But we both heard the driver of that SS, rev its engine three times, before he shut it down. It had a custom exhaust, and it was loud and proud. Dude had a tiger in that tank.I noticed Sandra reaching for the door release. “Hold on babe," I said,. If any of them had experience, they may get suspicious and not follow my game plan.I knew when they were starting to get close. The birds and insects got quiet, and I started to hear human type sounds. But I hung around long enough to get a good idea of just how close. I was waiting at a sharp bend in the trail when fatso came creeping around. At first, he didn’t see me. He was spending all his time looking left and right at the bush, which I didn’t want, particularly in this stretch of trail.. Kathy seemed eager to learn about him though I felt such a thrill as his hand began to roam up and down her leg.The three of us chatted like that for 30 minutes or so. Kathy’s giddiness was showing through and certainly he was delighted by the effort she had made. After a pause he asked if he could kiss her. She nodded and their lips met. Briefly but a longer embrace followed. A powerful sight as John began to lift and fondle my wife’s breasts through her dress. I recall sitting,. Unmistakably, they haveexistence. But, after the moment, when they are no longer held, they arejust ideas, nothing more than memories.Eva, my former love, says I am too philosophical: "too philosophicalfor your own good," she says. (She is not philosophical enough for herown good, I say.)Thom (is it pretentious to include the "h"? I maintain that it is; Thomor Tom insists it is not and tells me that I am a snob.)Only recently, I have begun to consider not only my breasts, but also mytesticles..