This was Troy Ward, the current points leader. He already had four wins on the year to his credit.I watched him closely, turning in the dirt to follow...him around the track. I could see only the top of his wing as he headed down the front chute and whipped his charge into turn one. He blasted through turn two and roared down the backstretch. It was like watching in slow motion as he let the car enter the turn. As he passed me, I could see his left rear tire spinning, throwing mud up at the catch. ”She laughs. Softly. My heart thumps.We make small talk about commuting, which banks we work at, blah blah, blah. She’s called Claire and said she knew I’d watched her applying makeup all these mornings past. So, could I make myself useful and hold her coat while she applied it now… please?I told her it was fascinating to watch her change from clean and uncluttered to a polished professional with just a few licks of lippy and blusher. She carried on but constantly caught my eye in the mirror,. Bit dusky bt nice to look. We reached my place and i was nervous as hell.He saw my nervousness and asked if its really my first time. I nodded yes. He then said he wont do this if i dont want to. I said i want to bt i am jst being nervous. Then we chatted for a while wher i ask him if i was upto his expectation to which he smiled and said yes. Then after a while i began to cool down. I ask him if wanted to take a shower first and he said yes. He went inside without taking his clothes off. N i. I handed it to the valet and we went up to the doorman.“Miss Cooke and Mr. Adams to see Miss Lundgren,” Kajri said. “She said we don’t need to be announced.”“You’re on her list,” the doorman said, consulting a small leather-bound notebook.He opened the door for us, then walked us to the elevator. He inserted a key card and then pressed the button for the 28th floor. He stepped out and the elevator doors closed. The elevator silently whisked us upwards, opening onto a wide lobby with three.