"Tony. I ain't seen you since you moved up to the sticks. You look good."Now I know why Sal was smiling. Carla was absolutely gorgeous. Those dark eye...s were amazing and all of the baby fat that she used to have, had seemed to have moved to her chest. I knocked over my chair like a klutz, as I jumped to my feet."Tony needs somebody to keep him company in Atlantic City for a few days. Are you up to it?"Her mood seemed to change a little when he said that. "Aren't you still married?" She directed. I let him stick it anyplace he wanted to. His pipes were never so clean. His cock can die happy; I just wish he'd die along with it."Involuntarily, I blushed at her candor and crudity, though I was long accustomed to her salty language."What brings you here? It's such a long trip for you." As good as it was to see her again, I was curious."Well, first of all, it's only a five hour drive, and I even had time to stop to pee, not like that lady astronaut. As to why, I need a new battery for my. As he started coming back, he stepped on a phone. Looking down he saw, 911 ready to send. It all came crashing into place. Numb to what could have happened, Tom sat down on the bench pinning Cindy. “Give me your towel.” Tom said flatly followed up by disagreements from Cindy only for Tom to reply, “ the towel will absorb the oil when I pour it down your back.” A few long seconds passed before a hand with a towel appeared. Tom got a little blissful with the power he had over her. Tom inspected. Who is?" Peter asked, clearly not remembering her."The one with the nails." He still didn't remember her. "The one you put a very specific 'no touch' rule on." Oh. Rules conflict. Fuck her, but don't touch her. Tricky. Did you?" Fucked up any chance I had with her. Does that count?"He winced. "Sorry. I take it you are not cool about that." She's perfect. She's like ... she's like..." only Peter would understand the truth. "She's like Lisa. That first month. Before I fucked things up with her.".