It was pretty clean but obviously not the pole dancing rod I had imagined, as I moved closer to touch it and see what it was like. As I moved my hand ...round it I felt how smooth and clean it was. I started to get sexy ideas as I grasped the big metal pole, slowly walking around it, dreaming of what moves I could perform in front of the big cock I would be bringing home. As I moved my hand up and down once again I couldn’t help but feel aroused by the thought of performing for a hot guy,. Five kids, in various costumes, ranging from a cowboyto a spaceman were being corralled by two other kids who looked to be myage. A boy dressed in an outrageous batman costume and a girl, dressed ina cat suit. It wasn't until Milly let go of my hand and ran up to Batmanthat I realised who Batman really was. And it wasn't Bruce Wayne. It wasa guy I had known at School, a friend of mine called Carl Roberts. Worse,the girl with him was a girl called Stephanie Harris. And I had quite thecrush on. I wasn’t able to focus on my work much the rest of the day, and I finally heard Candace come home around 3:00 when the garage door opened. I nervously waited in the office, debating whether or not I should go and talk to her. 15 minutes passed by, and I could hear Candace walking around upstairs, until I heard her on the stairs. “Fuck, was she coming to talk to me,” I thought. I shuffled around in my seat a bit, and then I saw Candace come in to view at the door to the office. “Hey Valentine,”. " I couldn't bear to show my tears and covered my face with my hands. My dad had given me that car for graduating high school. He knew I wasn't bound for college, and that I was the type of person who would go from job to job, until eventually I found out what would made me happy. But he also knew I'd take loving care of anything he gave me. So, the day after graduation, I found a Honda Accord sitting in the driveway. He'd bought it for me. It wasn't brand new, but it wasn't beat up and it.