I glanced up and taking in the sight for the umpteenth thousandth time in my life. She is about five-four, and has the greatest eyes that seem to chan...e from green to brown depending on her mood. They were brown because she was uncertain of my response. A cute button nose centered on her lovely face, which sits upon a graceful neck. Her tits have always fascinated me. They aren't very large, but very firm with nipples they are so sensitive to touch that they stiffen and engorge, greatly, with. Soon an old car pulled up and a man of about mid to late 50s, I would maybe 58 ask me where I was heading, and on telling him he offered me a lift saying he was going past our town.After about 10 minutes and a bit of small talk he pulled off the motorway and was soon driving through country roads, as I am not a driver I did not think anything of it.He pulled over and turned off the engine.He said, “ sorry, I really live back there, pointing over his shoulder, and 40 miles or so is a lot out of. A few minutes later I was looking away as she jabbed the needle into my shoulder and pushed the plunger, emptying half of the total solution I had made into my body. ‘Are you feeling horny, Joyce?’ ‘Is that a proposition, Ray?’ ‘Could be–I’ve swung both ways, you know.’ ‘Despite your devilish grin, you know as well as I do that nothing works that fast. I’m not sure I’m capable of feeling anything now anyway. I was up practically all night. Speaking of which, I’m going home and clean up, catch. "So, how are you doing?"I giggled for a second and peeked at her. "Oh, I'm not into ladies." Your son is, though? That's him over there, right?" Yes, how'd you know? I'm a friend of the redhead you were talking to not too long ago. She mentioned that you're his wing woman, is that true?"I sighed. "You're not judging me, are you?" I'm a little more open-minded, I guess. She's a little stuck up if you didn't notice, but I find it weird, but sweet of a mother that's there for her son like that,".