”“You don’t want a relationship, you don’t want a one-night stand with a stranger, and you don’t want a friends-with-benefits arrangement be...ause one or the other would eventually want that to develop into a relationship.”“Yep, that about sums it up.”“What if you could have human touch from someone who is happily married, has no desire for another relationship, but someone you know so it wouldn’t be a one-night stand with a stranger?”Fuck me in the heart! I thought she was happily married. Or. The anger was gone from her voice. "I heard about Wells' death a day or two after he was found. It was a lowlife in a dive motel so the TV stations and the newspapers didn't mention it. The corpse had started to decay because it had been a few days between his death and when housekeeping found him so it was another day or two to identify him. I think it was a member of the drug task force that called me. Yeah, it was. Paul Scarborough called me to let me know. He knew of my participation in. I showed her all the levers and pedals. Then we set off for the canyon. She immediately started going too fast. I asked her to slow down. She said, “Why, I can do this.” I again told her to slow down. She didn’t, so I turned the key off and took it out of the slot.“NOW, Magnie! You will listen to me or you will never drive a vehicle again. Do you understand?”“No, I want to drive, give me the key, now!”I couldn’t help it, I slapped her across the face with the back of my hand, not hard mind you,. Her hand hovered over aqua panties with fish on them. They could earn her the punishment she deserved while still making her look fun and cute for John.Slipping on the panties, she pulled her tight black jersey miniskirt to her waist. Riding high on her thigh, the Nasty Gal miniskirt displayed her toned legs to perfection. It had cost little, but she rocked it. With a relaxed white tee, eyes would follow her backside around the office. Only two people would know the paddle might thrash her sexy.