Now what do we do!’ He screamed back, ‘Shit, it should have. It nearly did!’ I looked around my car, it had broken through the guardrail and dow... the grassy incline right to the edge, but the damage wasn’t too bad. My right wrist was clearly broken, it had shoved the gearshift into park when I hit. The pain hadn’t yet come through. The bench seat had jammed forward trapping my left arm on the armrest. The motor was dead, the lights were still on. I could see through the broken clouds that the. They had given him a blanket to put between his ass and the cold steel of the bunk. He had tried lying down, but somehow the pain was less when he was sitting up and slumped forward, his forearms on his thighs.An hour earlier:He had just started another bottle of wine — his last from the burglary — when there was a knock on the front door. He had heard enough cop knocks to recognize this one. His heart thudding, he briefly considered running out the back door, but that idea was quickly quenched. “I’ve never have anyone lick and finger my ass before…and I liked that too”. Blondie spoke up, “So you liked that did you? Want some more?”. Before I had a chance to answer she shoved me back on the bed and started sucking my cock once again, working down to my balls before she threw my legs over her shoulders. Dee straddled my face placing her pussy on my mouth and took both of my legs and pulled them back toward her exposing my ass to Blondie, who immediately drove her long tongue into my. .. were ... interested. Clearly I got your signals wrong.” “What signals!?” demanded Anita.Without waiting for an answer the brunette continued, “I’m calling a cab!”“NO!” said Susannah loudly, “I-I mean ... no ... please don’t. I said I’ll give you a lift home and I still want to. Please let me ... to show there are no hard feelings.”Anita sighed. “OK,” she said, “I guess it’ll be ok.”In an awkward silence the two women walked along the street.“Getting dark quick, eh?” said Susannah in a forced.