I got only a few painful yards before returning to rummage in the car for any footwear I might’ve left there. I found some ratty orange Nikes among ...he backseat detritus. I swapped them out for my low heels and walked to a spot around the bend where I’d at least be visible. Still no signal. Anyway, I was new to the area and had no real friends here to call, just AAA.Twenty minutes later not one car had passed. By then it had dawned on my gin-soaked brain that maybe hoping for a random ride at. “My treat,” he told her. “Thank you,” she said after placing her order. “I’m Amanda but my friends call me Mandy, by the way.” “I’m Daniel and it’s the least I can do, considering your kind compliment,” he said. “And what’s the most?” she asked, flashing me a mischievous grin. “What do you mean?” he replied, his forehead creased in confusion. “What do you think I mean?” she said, her grin growing wider. “I have no idea,” he said smiling back flirtatiously. Daniel got his sandwich and walked. "Please, is anyone there? I want to go home!"His mind was racing. "Did the sharp-eyed coppers see anything?" Did they notice his sister's flights of fancy and befuddled brain?"He didn't think so but one never knew with these sly rascals.In any event, he had the money, he still had the girl and he hadn't been taken to jail. Now he had to get the girl back to her parents with as little difficulty as possible. The only concern he had was that she was showing signs of coming down with some sort of. Don’t think I didn’t notice that little bump in your diaper. You call that a hard-on? And from now on, if you ever refer to it at all, you call it your penis. You aren’t man enough for it to be called anything else. Put your hands on it right now and let me hear what it is.”“It is my penis, cock-Master.”“Good, but don’t forget the sir.“It is my penis, cock master Sir.”He sat on the toilet, casually using the cleaning brush next to it to splash piss from the tub bottom on me.“We’re going to send.