The look in her eye when I pushed it in her and out, she came harder the 2nd time. Finally laying her on the laid seat and taking top position. She go...t a work out and filled to the brim with meat. Did not hurt her but let her know she was not dealing with a little boy. I left her sore and satisfied to the point she did not want more on the way back. Just more stories, supported by the driver. Evidently this had been this crews actions for generations at this farm. The first were hookers hired. So there we were sitting Inthe snug, just the two of us chatting away about how pub's weren't the same anymore, we could both remember the days when on a Saturday night you could hardly move, the juke box blaring out the latest chart hits and the bar would be filled with smoke, what we called the good old days.It was then that Tony walked in, he was probably my best mate and the captain of the pub's darts team, he bought himself a drink and put one behind the bar for me and the wife, before. I wish I had a guy who would be so thoughtful," she mused and Grace sighed."Well you can have Terry if you want. I am beginning to have second thoughts," Grace mused and Sandy stared at her wide-eyed."You won't," she threatened. "He is the best thing that has happened to you since I've known you. You will let him take you out." Grace deliberated. "It's an order."The following day, Grace and Sandy tentatively opened the door to the massage parlour and the receptionist smiled as they did. "More. To a woman, it was the perfect place to be violated. No different than the hitchhiking. The chances she took were astounding. ‘There are,’ I said carefully, ‘about half a mile in either direction down the road.’ She looked both ways trying to see other houses in the dark, avoiding my eyes. I shouldn’t have brought her here. ‘We can go back,’ I said, meaning it, ‘I should have gotten you a room at a Red Roof.’ I had my credit cards. Why in the hell had I agreed to bring her home? ‘I’m safe.