But I kept the Mustang. Or, my cousin in Philadelphia did. I loaned it to him to use. He’s just got it in a garage, don’t drive it or nothing.’ ...Marshall paused. Here goes. ‘Do you want to drive it again, Mr. Tarzia?’ ‘Call me John.’ John’s eyes misted as he recalled his younger, slimmer self. ‘Yeah, I can see myself driving it. My bucket may not fit in the bucket seat, though, ha!’ He patted the stomach bulging under the shirt. ‘I don’t know what kind of shape it’s in. Not too bad, doesn’t get. Carl hadn’t given any thought to how unusual Hammond’s name was. Even if he had, he never would have thought to comment on it.Hammond said, “I don’t tell it very often.”“I have such a common name. Growing up, it was like every other girl was named Mary or Margaret. I always wanted to be a Mercedes or Minerva.”“Interesting,” Hammond said. “I hate to impose upon you, but I need to make some phone calls. Is there a ‘private’ place I can do that?”“How rude of me. You’re in a hurry and I’m prattling. He picked up the vibrator and told me to put my hands on the drawers, as I did he pulled my boxers down and touched my ass hole with the vibro, it was a good feeling, he went in the bathroom as I stood there with my ass in the air, he covered the vibro with soap, he came back and proceeded to slowly insert it, vibrating, into my hole, it was a great feeling, he was dilling me off with it.I thought I was close to coming and told him so, he stopped and turned me around, I was stood in front of. Why did he have to bring all this up? She knew she'd made a mistake. She knew now that she'd been played by the handsome young man who was older, and had made her feel so grown up. She'd thought, as the years went on and on, that they HAD fallen in love. Then, when she left, and he obviously hadn't missed her as much as she'd missed him, her world began to darken. As her year of teaching went on, and she got busy, she blamed it all on him."Do you still love him... miss him?" asked Chuck,.