I’d ask how it was and she’d usually say it was ok. One guy she said was black and she was sore but she got him off and got a tip because she was...so good. I went to touch her leg, but she would just smile, take my hand away and ask me to drive her home because she needed a shower. She smelt of sex and after she got out of my car, there was a big wet spot on the seatAnyway, years went by and she eventually divorced the idiot. I kept taking pics of her in more and more seductive poses, but. "Good morning Angel I love you." I love you too, but I didn't hear the shower baby. Do you need some help?" I tried to clean up." Tried is a good work for it. You smell like the devil still. I should have stayed to help you."It took awhile longer but I came out smelling better and feeling cleaner that I did when I had tried myself. I wanted to help Lana, but she saw the devil in my eyes I guess and sent me packing.I went to the kitchen and got a cup of coffee and headed out to the porch. Pap. Of course that was never going to happen because when we got married, Jayne was still a schoolgirl and I didn’t really fancy her. More recently, Judy and I booked a holiday in Durham in a log cabin. We have stayed in this particular one before and we really like it. We like to just relax and take it easy and this location is ideal for that even when the weather is lousy, we had one holiday when it rained for six days solid and we were in danger of getting flooded out as the river started to. Not one. Unbelievable. I wound the window down and closed my eyes. I started to drift off. I listened to the breeze rustling through the trees and the birds nesting for the night. It was a huge change from the screeching of tires, police sirens and general mayhem of city living. It was getting dark and the wind must have picked up as the trees were making more noise. I listened closer. It didn’t sound like rustling leaves at all. I opened my eyes, sat up and looked down the road. I could hear.