..no. Paddled...yes." I was suddenly confused while in the background, the PA system crackled, "Doc Brown, your DeLorean is being towed." Followed ...y a male voice in the distance, shouting, "Great Scott!" "Is that why you left, because she paddled you?" I asked amid the cacophony.Surprisingly, with adulation, she answered, "Fuck no! She was a Michaelangelo with the paddle!" Michaelangelo?" I repeated incredulously."Or Raphael..or Donatello...one of them mutant turtles." Regardless, she wants. Reggie came running out as I got off the bike. As soon as I took my helmet off, I was wrapped up in a bundle of loving softness."You guys were awesome. The paramedics and the cop said you two kept the guys alive and did everything right. The kid with a broken neck is looking at some rehab but he'll walk again thanks to someone not allowing his helmet to be removed. The other kid will be seeing stars for a long time. He has a concussion but he's alive and will probably make a full recovery." All. Looking into her deep brown eyes. I did love her so. "Oh, I forgot. Is Sheila here?" "No. No. Oh, I'll tell you all about that later. I want my boy now. Make love to me sweetheart. I need you, Peter." Ever since she had let me please her the first time I had known she was the perfect woman. I worshiped her as I began taking her dress off over her head. She was not wearing a bra or panties. She had been expecting me, you see. Her feet were bare and I gently caressed them. So tiny, and sexy. Her. I told her to lie down on the sofa and that I would put a some liniment on her feet and massage them a bit. She readily agreed and I got a tube of Ben Gay which I keep in the drawer next to my bed.I removed her shoes and stockings and began to rub her feet, one at a time. As I did I noticed that her skirt had crept up above her knees and I could see her inner thighs. I put a bit of rubbing alcohol on my hands and rubbed them together removing any trace of the liniment and then began to rub the.