Rolling my hand across the tip, I savor the warm smoothness with the palm of my hand. As I press the accelerator and the car’s torque shoves me back... into my seat, I take a firm grip on the stick. Gotta keep this baby under my control. I push in the clutch for a breath of relief from the unrelenting rush forward. Gently but firmly, I guide the shifter into place and we shoot forward. The pressure on my chest feels like the weight of a man balancing himself on his elbows above me. The top’s. I'm not sure how safe it would be," I reasoned."I understand your concern. Think about it and let me know tomorrow," he suggested.I was glad Kendal didn't look sold either. I had watched what happened yesterday and was a little gun shy.When I got back to the hotel I checked my emails. I had one from Bo Harrington, my quarterback coach from freshman year. I gave him a call."I wanted to touch base with you and see if you wanted to hire me this summer?" he asked."Of course I do. Have you heard. It was soaked with the oils from the nun who just left.Katherine, crossed herself, knelt down and licked the juice slickened head before stretching her mouth over the crown, slurping up the sweet salty syrup. Pulling off, and kissing the head again, she made the sign of the cross and led me to the corner where several nuns were lavishing kisses on a young girls breasts cheeks and pussy."This is Sister Clarissa. She turned seventeen recently, and she wishes to join the convent. We are all here. I frowned, “Possibly, I don’t see what it is recording. The light on my hat isn’t very big, and the power was off. It should show the wall when I was looking for the switch with my torch and me operating it. When the lights didn’t come on, I walked back to the lorry and inspected the tires that I had shot out.”“It was moving when you shot out the back ones,” the Lieutenant stated.I shrugged, “Not very fast.”“But that side of the Lorry was dark,” he commented.“Yes, but I had enough back-light.