Jumbo has had his last act here in Chicago," Emma said. "He has to wait until we get to San Diego." Ohhhhh, poor Mr. Jumbo," Tim pouted for him."Tim, ...we talked so intellectually for all those months before we married. Now all we talk about is Mr. Jumbo this, Mr. Jumbo that. What about poor Miss Honey Pot?"She'll get hers," he laughed. "I like that. We'll call your pussy that from now on. You know I was the one who made it up." If you're done, lets shower and get ready to leave. In less than an. I can still feel the coolness of the fabric against my skin. I can still feel my body respond to it like it responds to my lover’s touch. My nipples rise as my gown continues to flutter in the cool night air. It has been so hot out, but for some reason the air is cool tonight. Or, is it all in my mind? I bring my hand up, reaching towards my nipples, they harden in an instance, to my touch. I rub gently, thinking of my lover and his touch as the sensation intensifies. I feel the warmth flow. From the rear of her racer two things happened. A long steel lance over six feet long extended from the trunk and a drag 'chute deployed. The 'chute and the brakes slowed her down drastically while the steel lance impaled the vehicle behind her when it slammed into the rear of her vehicle. Throwing the two switches again she pushed the accelerator to the floor. Now was not the time for easing into the speed. She needed to get away from him as soon as possible. The lance retracted and the drag. The Board will be approving his appointment on Tuesday." Wonderful! Jenny will be thrilled. We both like him very much." We've been waiting for the opportunity for some time as we realised some time ago that he is a good egg."James was unable to restrain himself and exploded with laughter. The Bontofts looked puzzled."The Good Egg and the Bad Egg," chuckled James. "We nicknamed Mr Gordon the Egg because of his initials."The Bontofts laughed delightedly. Jenny had to come over to see what all.