Sherri, having given me time to ponder and sensing that I have returnedto the present, continues.As in an afterthought, ?Oh, by the way, Sherri and To... were kind enoughto take your car down to the shop yesterday for its routine maintenanceand 20,000 mile checkup. It turns out that the dealer is a bit backedup. I told them not to worry, that a Saturday pickup would be fine. Ijust figured this would be a good time with you being out of commissionand all. I hope you don?t mind.?Mind? I hate. Also obvious to even the most casual observer, was the huge pad of cotton wool wadding tied around my head, to protect my damaged ear.Mrs McPherson was actually moved to apologise for distributing my portion of dinner amongst the rest when I failed to show up precisely at the allotted time.This apology was almost a first for the stone-faced Scottish woman, perhaps it is true what they say about the apparel maketh the man.She had previously put some boiled cabbage to one side, which she then. “Well, that’s a truly fascinating confession, I must say. Don’t worry. You’re in good hands now. Mine. I’ve got you and I’m playing for keeps, my sweet nurse. You’re not going anywhere, least of all back to his sorry ass. Now, speaking of ass, let me see yours a little closer,” I told her, spreading her cheeks as she complied and pouring some soda down her crack to lick it up from her bottom.Satya audibly and visibly shivered as I continued drinking soda from her ass and even placed some fries. Dress reaching an inch or so above the knee, showing those exquisite legs – I felt an erection starting just watching her walk!At the sink I had her stand in front, pointing a screw driver down the drain (well I had to give her something to do), whilst I squeezed between her legs and the cupboard containing the sink and down-pipe. Lying on my back, pretending to look at the down-pipe I could see all the way up her dress: From those tanned knees, up the well defined muscle just above the knee,.