." Hazel paused, as it occurred to her she didn't know, in any important way, who this guy was, "he's Bob. He lives in the building next door." And yo... ladies are very lucky to know Hazel," Bob tipped his glass as if making a toast, then took a small sip. "But you didn't tell them the relevant part. What do I do for a living, Hazel? Do you remember?"She wracked her brain, "You're a chemist, or something." Very good. That's what I like about you; every time we talk I can tell you're paying. It seemed like whatever got him closer to my pussy he would go after. We would be sitting side-by-side and I would have my legs cross and he would just put his hands in-between my thighs and squeeze and rub them. On several accounts the back of his hand had touched the font of my panties. He would sometimes just pull my legs apart if they were crossed and just rub my thighs. Soon he realized that I was letting him get away doing all of that, that he soon tried to go all the way up my skirts. Our engines had caught on with the 'Outlaw' and 'Sprint' car crowd, along with the short track late model owners, so we had plenty of orders. It would be impossible for us to overbuild a market. We had not even begun to consider building transmissions yet. With all of the different gear ratio configurations it would be difficult to build many in advance.Shawna and Charlie had put the finishing touches on the bike they had been working on and were now starting on their next ordered project. This. Natalya: The tall blond with the thick Russian accent. Your classic Russian beauty.Rachel: The fit and trim brunette who is very sexually aggressive. She doesn't proposition, she demands. With her hair always held back, she appropriately reminds one of a dominatrix.Sarah: The opposite of Rachel, Sarah is very submissive. Trim but not skinny, this brunette lives to be told what to do.Supriya: The Indian rebel. She was raised in a traditional household where sex was disallowed, but Supriya.