As she leaned to buckle her seat belt, she flashed me a dark look. I was about to start the car and ask her where she wanted to go when she said," I t...hought you liked me Ann." I leaned back in my seat; I knew what this was about. Back in the cubicle I had barely touched her, now I thought she saw this as rejection, which in a way it was. But not for the reasons she must be thinking." Of course I like you Tracy, why do you doubt it?" She looked across at me, still the same dark look in her. “Be good, Dan, keep your hands to yourself,” he thought.“This is the first time we’ve ridden in your Shelby Daddy, very nice car,” Brenda remarked, feeling the leather seats. “Have you and Mom broken in the back seat yet?” She teased.“As a matter of fact ... we have, last February,” he smiled in the rearview mirror.“You drove your Shelby in the winter? Wasn’t it awfully cold outside to fuck in the back seat?” Diane asked.“We did a fuck date in the garage. It wasn’t very romantic in there, but. First, one is out of reform school and the other is a school dropout. Second, they love their jobs. The Poles are really top machinists — the very best in the world. They're very proud of their skills and are really working with the boys. The boys are working with them on their English. They wanted to say thanks, too. Their last words were that your money is very safe."The loan volume picked up to such a degree Cindy got April a car like her own. They needed more transportation and she decided. . The door was closed, but not latched, so I pushed gently and opened it a few inches. Peering inside, I saw the dim interior of my little girl’s room. The drapes were closed, but enough light leaked in from the window to show the outlines of the room. I couldn’t yet see her tucked under the covers, but I could tell she was fast asleep.Stepping fully into the room, I pushed the door mostly closed and stood still, letting my eyes adjust to the light. In the dim, the colors of her room were.