Then one night we had had a party booked, this was a busy shift and even had a lad glass collecting.We spent most of the night doing as we always do, ...etting more confident as the night progressed, longer holds, groping each other. She had on a black pair of leggings that were so thin it was like there was nothing there and I wasn't sure but it didn't feel like she had anything on underneath them. Her top was different to what she normally would wear too. Instead of a jumper, she had a button. “You can do that in a minute,” I said, looking out the window at her car. Meanwhile, hubby got out of the car. He seemed a little impatient, looked around, lit a cigarette, appeared irritated. “What did you tell him?” I asked. She looked uncomfortable with the drying spunk on her face. “I said the interviewer said there was limited space and that I’d need enough time to take a test.” There was a knock on the door. S looked startled, looked at me. I smiled. She looked at Leroy. He smiled. “You. They holstered their weapons and approached the bed."We are real glad to see you awake, son," the lesser of the two giants said. "You had a bad night from everything we've been hearing."I tried to sit up, but he placed a surprisingly gentle hand on my chest, and said, "Why don't you just rest and I'll get the docs."Resting felt like a great idea, right then.He left.His partner returned to the doorway, looking sad that there was no one to shoot. I was very glad he was on my side.Pretty soon the. I had been driving for six hours and except for filling up with gas, using the fairly clean bathrooms, getting coffee and some snacks, we chatted and then would be quiet. Carla dozed off and I glanced at her sleeping with her head against the door. I still found it difficult to believe this sweet, sexy woman was with me. I knew she was complicated and struggling with who she was and who she wanted to be. She's not alone, I thought. A few times, I reached over to touch her and she opened her.