Everybody offered her a ride. She recognized Mike as her Mom's employer. She was ordered to stay away from strangers, but decided he was someone famil...ar to the family. Not wanting to offend him, she nodded and turned for the door. She slid uneasily into the red slant nose 911 Targa.As Mike roared off, the acceleration was so quick she could hardly raise her arms to clasp the five-point seat belt. The back of her head pressed into the headrest. She had never been in a car like this, and the. I used to get the tissues for your father when he would masturbate. I guess old habits die hard. So go ahead and do it. I won’t watch if you don’t want me to.”“Oh my god Mom, it’s bad enough that you caught me doing it. Now you’re telling me to keep doing it, and you would watch if I let you.”In an embarrassed whisper, I said, “Oops, sorry, another slip of the tongue. I watched your father, so that kind of just came out.”The noise from the next room got louder and then just stopped.Still. So much wealth he needed a caravan of camels to carry it! Master of many men, and Zithrusa first wife over a high class Eastern Empire woman! (Of course, the reality was that Zithrusa and Vedeya were also-wives, and not first and second wives, but Vedeya was willing to pretend for the sake of Zithrusa, whom she loved, and Zithrusa's status among the clans.)The little nomad scouts of the caravan went everywhere in small groups, and had various encounters with their true nomadic counterparts. In. Wendy and I had fucked overnight and first thing, which of course was wholly routine by now, and I had slipped off to the gents twice at the crematorium and once at the wake, but I could feel the sap rising afresh. And this time, I thought happily, it would not be another of these mechanical wanks; a real woman awaited me. Wendy had promised that morning that after sorting out her work crisis she would leave at lunchtime and be waiting when I got home. And we both knew what that meant.It was.