"is that yours.could you give me a lift home please sir.i will be very gratefull"her eyes still sparkling."how did you know it was mine?" i ask " and ...yes i would love to give you lift home".Sarah put her arm around mine and pushed her chest against me.we leave the train and head towards my van."ive seen you before,you probably havent noticed me as i dont usually dress like a naughty school girl sir"as i open the back door Sarah adds " i dont usually let a stranger fuck me in the back of a van. We had just managed to get through the recent crisis and saw better days looming ahead. To celebrate, we'd actually ordered in pizza, something we hadn't been able to do for quite some time. In addition, I'd even stopped by the local video store to pick up a movie to watch while we ate it.It was funny in a weird sort of way, I had actually begun to find myself being the over protective parent. Prior to the accident, I could have cared less what my sisters did when they were out and away from. . uhh. . been a while" I said flatly."Do you want me to come over?" she asked in a low husky tone."Yes" I said."I don't know, I don't like being blown off for months at a time. I'm pretty fucking pissed at you. . . And then you just call when you need a good fucking huh? You know, I don't know if you can take, what I have to give you. We see each other, things go fine and then after a good fuck session you get all weird. If you want me to come over you better be able to handle it."This made me. He continued to hum, getting his vocal chords in shape."Hellooo?" He tried again. He had it just about perfect. Darren kept speaking, idly. He needed to keep practicing. "Hellooo, coffee mug." He said. "Hellooo shoes." Darren was still wearing the pumps. He figured that at any time he might be checked on that, so he had them on all day. He was actually quite nimble in them now.Finally, the phone rang. "Hellooo? Kennedy residence." Darren said. Perfect. He figured that this was the trick. When.