I’m thinking fifty a week, but there’s a catch. I hope both of you can cook, because part of the deal is one homecooked meal from each of you per ...eek, and I furnish the food. And you can each have a space in the garage, just don’t bother the other bay. Deal?”They stared, they stuttered. “Fifty isn’t fair, Dean! We don’t want to take...”“All right. You drive a hard bargain. Twenty-five then. And we’ll sign a one year lease, just so you can be comfortable with the deal.” Suddenly I had two hands. It seemed that her clit was stimulated every time she moved, and she had worn out all her toys.When they were finally able to connect, they were met at the door of a beautiful Frank Lloyd Wright house in the Florida Keys. Jan’s skin tone looked like fine silk and screamed sex. She was from Ethiopia and was small boned with maybe B-cup sized breasts that stood up as if begging for attention. She had a tight little ass and stood around 5’8”. She had put on the same little bathrobe that she had worn last night and was bare footed.Tim turned and smiled. He hadn't heard her get up. She looked gorgeous, even with her hair messed and makeup smeared. She looked like a well-used and very satisfied woman. He opened his arms to her.Janice walked over, feeling a little tender between her cheeks, and sat on his lap, kissing his lips. "Opps! I need to brush my teeth," she giggled."Here, take some coffee. That should help," Tim said holding his. He struggled to pick his broom back up. His right leg and hip were bolted together after being shattered in the wreck. It took more than just his football career away; girls didn’t want to date a cripple. But to me, he was my hero. I had had countless, intimate encounters with him in my privacy of my bedroom. “Hi Jason.” Jason could always get me to smile. “I got major problems.” “I told your dad to get a new Holley for the GT,” His voice was crackling. “Well you know my Dad, save a dollar,.