She failed.“Ma’am, in the words of Ralph Nader, you are unsafe at any speed. You don’t watch the road, your situational awareness stinks. You ri...e the clutch, pay no attention to your mirrors, over-rev the engine ... You really need the class.”He took over and ran the course so she could see the difference. She signed up.The school cars were tricked out BMW M 535i four door cars of various years. Fast enough but nowhere near the WOW! of the M1.The first day behind the wheel, I had no idea what. We live in a small ex mining community in Fife Scotland, where everyone knows everyone else.One time we were in a bar enjoying karaoke drinks, a few laughs with good company, and somehow invited a friend of our to come home with us after closing time.We had a couple more drinks at home, then I noticed my wife nodding off. I took her drink out of her hand and she didn't flinched. Myself and John sat for another 10 minutes or so before I said I was nipping out to the garden shed to get more. Harry remembered his first introduction to her. He had been twenty years old, just over four years ago. He’d been called to a meeting in the office. He’d thought that, at least, would make for a quieter morning than usual. His supervisor had been there and so had Mrs Phyllis Dangerfield. His first thought was she’d come to complain about some of the work he’d been assigned to the day before. She was in her early forties, he guessed, smartly dressed in a rather conservative dark suit. Expensive. It was all new to me, but she pushed me to the challenge. I let my tongue roam freely for the time being as my fingers remained on Rose's lips. I immediately tasted her juice and gladly drank all I could, but of course, I couldn't get all of it."Yes, you are officially committing the best felony there is, Mom. You are fucking your daughter, now enjoy it. Play with those lips, tongue my clit and maybe bring those hands up to my knockers too. I'll pull out the lesbian out of you, and you will.