I took a couple of hours off work early to beat the rush hour traffic jam, and headed out … and got 15 of the 105 miles of the way there, when some ...ackass plowed into the back of my car on the entrance ramp of the highway! A cop car happened to be in view. He put on his siren, and wove through the traffic. The cop gave the other driver a ticket. I was not hurt, but my car was not drivable. I had AAA, so I walked up the ramp and called them. They came and towed my car to my mechanic, and my. High School when I left home. You’re what, 37 or 38 now?’ Becky laughed and laid her hand gently on Pete’s forearm. She smiled once again and said, ‘Boy you’re a smooth tongued devil aren’t you? I was 40 in June.’ Pete hurriedly changed the subject back to cars. He said, ‘I sort of know what you mean about needing to fill in your spare time. I moved home a little over two years ago after my divorce. I spent the first six months or so helping Dad on the farm feeling sorry for myself and drinking. Roger realized that she was looking at him with that look of arousal, something he never divulged to her that he could tell when she was feeling particularly frisky. In the two years that they dated, Sharon rarely ever initiated sex but the rare time that she did usually resulted in their best, most memorable sex. “I didn’t embarrass you, did I?” Roger asked playfully. “Well I’m not used to showing that much affection in public, but I think I liked what we were doing with all of those people. The key was in the door. I opened it and felt inside for a light switch. I turned the light on. The caravan was small, fairly old, but spotless inside. Everything was in its place and clean. I searched for my clothes. They weren't there. In the wardrobe were Bronwen's uniform dresses on hangers. In the drawers were her panties, bras, tights - nothing else. I moved to the kitchen area. There was enough food to feed several people for a couple of weeks. No aspirin. I went to the seating area. In.