Only myself, Krissy, and our manager remained in the restaurant. Our manager was in the office, going over the days business, counting money, and doi...g paperwork.I had finished my cleaning for the night, and wondered up front looking for Krissy. If we left at the same time, I usually walked her to her car, what with it being dark and all. She was nowhere to be found in the front of the restaurant, so I walked back to the restrooms, figuring she was cleaning in there, as she is supposed to at. Sister dear. Umh ... how does this damn thing start?"Every new driver should learn on a standard transmission. We jerked and stalled and jerked some more and stalled and stalled but I finally got it ... until the stop sign at Oakland. I had to turn. Bummer.Mother was absolutely no help ... none whatsoever ... she couldn't stop laughing ... or screeching ... wouldn't ... WENCH!!I got it ... the cop was going the other way and I did good. He never noticed. Straight north on Oakland to Cass .... I said so and someone quickly produced a blanket. “ What is going on” I asked. “Your going to take us on” said Fred. “all of you?” “yes all of us.” Fred replied. With that they formed two line. The last I had a chance to look there were 6 to 8 in each line. One for my mouth and one for my pussy and ass. How ever there were dozens and dozens waiting in their trucks to see what was going to happen. The next two hours. Finally an unfamiliar voice came over the radio: "This is RCMP Launch Greenbrier. Where's that damned boat? We can't see it." Greenbrier, stand by. Amityville, this is Willow Lake Control, anyone still have the boat on their sensors?" Willow Lake Control, this is Lima Alfa Foxtrot Lima," came a suspiciously feminine voice – Harry's sister, Cynthia. "We have target in question, he's drifted to the east a bit, probably with the breeze."The clearly disgusted voice of Major Dupree came next. "Lima.