The odometer read seven miles.1939 was before Australia went to metrics.When Alice reassembled the engine compartment, it started ... two cranks and r...nning.I was S H O C K E D ... well I was holding onto the coil wire. ‘To see if there was spark.’ she said. She never mentioned holding the wire against the intake manifold ... or not holding onto the copper part.Hey! I do airplane engines ... I do not do cars.I know my elbow sparked. It’s still sore.An Australian 1939 Ford DeLuxe Ute cost 788. Am I thinking of him in a romantic way? Yes, I am, I tell myself. I admire the flowers then ask loudly, ‘Anything you need before we go?’ ‘No, thank you. Only you. We have reservations in a half hour.’ ‘Where are we going?’ ‘A place downtown called Nada. You know it?’ ‘I know of it. I’ve not been there. I don’t get out much.’ ‘We’ll both experience it for the first time together then. That’s nice. There is one problem, however?’ Uh-oh. ‘A problem?’ ‘Yes. I’ve drove my truck down here from home.. This story is about sex with one of my office colleagues.Coming to the story. I and my colleague were good friends. There was one thing that attracted me towards her was her boobs. She used to compress them very tightly in her bra. I always had a dream of fucking her and pressing and sucking those big boobs.Then one day my dream came true. Let me describe her. She was a typical brown Indian 5.6 in height and her figure was 38-34-36. Those sexy boobs would attract anyone to her. Red glossy juicy. I hadn’t moved a finger while she did this, only letting my eyes take in the view. A ‘hmph’ from her with a meaningful glare at my crotch shook me into action and I got out of my clothes in no time, laying down beside her. ‘Now you have gotten me into bed at least.’ she smiled and rolled halfway on top and gave me a kiss ‘Any problem with this?’ ‘None at all!’ ‘Good, then take this oportunity and do something. Touch me, all of me.’ Well, with her almost naked it was easy to convince me.