She was getting very aroused and I could tell that she loved the idea of doing this with a younger man. We carried on like this for a while, before so...ting ourselves out just in case someone came in.She told me to wait for her in the car park for her after work so she could take me home as she was driving in the car and I was rubbing her leg and crotch and she was trying to do the same when we got to her house, as soon as we were inside and we went absolutely crazy for each other, literally. Eventually, a cop did amble from the police building to take a statement from me.The story I told did not include anything about actually being struck by the van, and, strangely, nobody asked why the front of the van was so totally destroyed. It was a if somebody very high up, higher than me, wanted to hush the whole thing up. The van was towed away, and there was no record of the affair in the police files when I checked later the next day. At first, I attributed that to sloppy clerks and cops. "Mike's really one happy camper tonight. I'm going to get a shower, then I'm going to be right in."In a moment, she could hear Mark singing in the shower; in a few minutes, he joined her in bed. "What kept you guys so late?" she asked as she put down her book and turned off the light."We figured that as long as we were out at the course, we might as well try running the dogs at night in strange country," Mark said. "It went pretty well." What's Mike so happy about?" she said as she slid down in. ”“That is the way I showed your Mom and as long as you understand and like it, I don’t think it was wrong. If you don’t want me to touch you again, I won’t. I would never do anything bad to you sweetheart.”I leaned over and kissed her cheek…just a quick light peck.She smiled at me and replied.”I did like it Daddy, and it seemed like it was ok because I do know you love me even without us doing that, but I thought I should feel bad about it.””Well, honey, don’t fret about it. You didn’t do.