There was one of those tiny Ford Pick up trucks in the line waiting to be picked up and driven through the auction. It had to be a repossession the bu...cket seats had been recovered in a cowhide that still had the hair on it. There was a lot of what I would call cowboy custom work on it.It had twenty five thousand miles on it. I would have checked the oil, but I was pretty sure the people who got it ready for the sale would have changed all that and made it look well maintained. I got in and. ‘Do you do that all over, David’?, she asked with some amusement. ‘Really cannot help it, Karen, every time I either see, touch or kiss you, I feel like melting inside and wan’t to hold and protect you ooooh soooo much’! ‘Now,now’, Karen admonished me, ‘Behave yourself!, now, where are we going’?. ‘Well, I thought we might go back up to the clifftops, but since it’s raining perhaps a trip to the local bowling alley and then the movies’, I said. ‘OH DAVID’, the disappointment showed in her voice. She was carried a few steps across a floor that echoed like tile, into an open space that smelled of pine and very faintly of patchouli, but was not set down. The tireless man still had her 5-foot-3, 110-pound body slung over his shoulder. He stealthily reached under the blanket and the skirt of her nightgown to stroke her ass. He then reached between the cheeks and grazed her anus with his finger, but he was more interested in the pussy an inch or two forward. Christina could not help but moan. YES there she was! It hadn't all been some dream. For whatever reason, maybe it was due to it being daytime instead of night, instead of being furtive I stepped boldly towards the window for a better look. In the process I ignored my own attire which consisted of pj bottoms. I was honestly more interested in my neighbour’s attire. Her long legs were bare until they disappeared into what appeared to be short shorts barely covering the swell of her buttocks. Then an expanse of bare belly and.