He would be going back to work in a couple of days, and Jennifer would be going to college. His boss wanted to send him to school for engine repair an... get him ready to work on the performance engines for the NASCAR team he was associated with. He liked his boss. She was a genius with engines, and she wanted to groom him to be a pit manager at the races. He knew he would meet other women during this time, and he knew that once he saw Jennifer again, she would have a surprise waiting. Besides,. ”She squeezes my cock under the table and gives me the sweetest kiss. “Thanks, honey. We’ll have a wonderful time there again. I can’t wait to head back to that resort bar again!”I reach under her panties to rub her pussy and she’s wet. I start to try to push my finger inside her and she begs me off. “I’m sorry honey. I’m kinda sore down there. Just tickle my clitty, baby,” she purrs into my ear. She has another cocktail while we chat about our high school days together. Rumor had it that she. . ," I tried again. He snapped his fingers and thesame guy who brought the lingerie over deposited a zip-loc bag of makeupand a pair of black patent high heeled shoes."Again," he said, "not plausible. Who were you planning to meet? Who isyour contact that is setting you up with one of our women? These areserious charges." No," I said again. I could feel a lump forming in my throat. "I wouldnever...." I was either going to be in a lot of trouble or have to tell thetruth. I opted for the. I looked at her for many days after the work was done, my memories of childhood welling up inside me. I saw everything I had lost and everything I had thrown away. I wanted to apologize, but my mother couldn’t hear me anymore. So I fell against her trunk and wept. And for the first time in a thousand years I fell asleep. When I awoke the next day I found something amazing had happened. The place on my mother’s trunk where I slept had turned to wood. Wherever I touched the stone on her body she.