Your car is not very talkative.” Her mirrored eyes fixed on him, and a muffled giggle escaped her lips. “Your last name is Slavic,” she said. ... “Yes, my grandfather came from Serbia in 1944.” She remained silent for a moment, and then asked,” Do you think I could fit into the car?” John raised his eyebrows with surprise,” I don’t know.” “You have to take my measurements later.” “Are you sure…” “I can’t be sure of anything since the accident,” she said with a faltering voice, then burst. I laugh at her shyness "Why you laughing me?" She asks"Well not used to seeing you shy, You have been forward up until know" I tell her"Well It is your fault, I wasn't expecting you to flirt back and I like being told I still have it, I Feel good" she responds "I don't know if you do feel good"With Puzzled Look oh her face "Yeah I said I feel good" No I said I don't know if you FEEEL good" I made a squeezing motion with my hands"OH" she cups her tits a shakes them a little. I think I doWe have. "The assembled slaves said nothing but George could sense in all the others the dismay that he felt at the idea of having no contact with Erica or the others for so long. For his own part he wasn't sure how he would cope without the prospect that the phone would ring and that there would be Erica's voice, or one of the others, summoning him. And that was without even thinking about what would happen with his cock cage."Now, I am quite aware that none of you can be trusted for that length of. ”“What?!” I gasped, staggered, as if by a body blow.Mrs. Mills hand flew to her mouth; she started crying, and turned into her husband’s arms. She buried her face in his chest, and sobbed. Jocelyn HADN’T told me about that, and now I was sure I knew why she tried to kill herself.“You didn’t know, Mike?” Mr. Mills said.I shook my head, “She told me they repaired a laceration and she’d be fine, but would need to deliver by Caesarian section. Maybe you should tell me everything.”“The damage was.