No driving for six months? Her life was over! The jingle of the telephone woke her an hour later. She had actually cried herself to sleep. "Hello." Sh... said quietly, not really wanting to talk to anyone. "Who is this?" I'm hurt! You forgot me already, baby?" It was Bobby. His cheerfulness only made her feel worse. "I'll pick you up tomorrow at eight."Betty clutched the phone tightly to her breast. "Oh my gosh, I lost!" she whispered. The humiliation of being escorted home by a police car had. . . um. . . some sort of sexual situation that caused the accident.”I try not to blink at all, not really knowing how to answer. I don’t even want to look her in the eyes, embarrassed by the thought of getting my dick sucked by a fantasy. After a few seconds she nods to herself and comes over to look at the medical equipment. Her name tag says Angela, and somehow I can make out the soft scent of vanilla and flowers. She jots a few things down on her clipboard and then heads for the door. She. To top it off, it was a compulsory class. If Noah didn't get those specific credits, he wouldn't get his degree. Cursing, he jumped up the stairs and raced through the corridors, desperately trying to find the right room. Even though he had been on this campus for almost a whole year, it was so large there would always be some buildings that remained unexplored. Sweat glistening on his neck, he finally found the right room. He pulled out his phone to check the time. He was ten minutes late.. I guess he felt pretty confident, and he took the bet. Without going into any more detail about the 18th hole, we were in his car, heading back to his hotel room. The ride there was pretty silent. I guess he was thinking about what to say to his wife, about our little wager. We arrived at his hotel, and went into their room. His wife was in the shower when we arrived. We were sitting on the bed, watching TV, when his wife came out of the shower wearing nothing but a towel.She appeared a little.