I had not gotten a good look at her last night to say she was simply gorgeous was an understatement! This lady before me was an angel, soft white skin..., light blue eyes, dark hair spilling down her back in waves, petite frame with a bust that was big for her frame and the most impish lips with the bottom big and rounded pushing out from the top. Her face was bruised I was sad to see so was her throat, other then that she was ok. She was almost finished with what she was doing the wounds were. The car is all original from Southern California so no rust. We have serviced it had the car inspected by a independent company. The report should be in the glovebox" I say reaching across her legs to open the glove box. Grace nods makes all the right noises as I drive the coupe on to the road and cruise down the road through the restaurant area of town. The car is drawing a lot of looks from pedestrians and diners eating outside. Although some maybe also enjoying the beautiful blonde in the. He never did though, so when we were done, I wished him good night and was ready to walk back upstairs. He stopped me by talking. “I feel like I need to apologize.” ”For what?” I asked. He rolled his eyes. “You know…” He then looked away and leaned against the kitchen table. He sighed and threw is hands in the air. “I don’t know what happened.” ”Nothing happened,” I said, still grumpy. ”That’s not exactly true now, is it?” His eyes met mine and I felt a bit sorry for him. Clearly, his conscious. He then turned me around, sat me on the counter top and seductively spread my legs. I propped my left up on the window sill and held my right up. Sliding into me, he deeply kissed me with his lusciously pouty lips and gripped my thighs. I was so in love with him at that moment. As he pulled his lips away and stared hungrily at my eyes I thought about all of our fights and arguments. All the times I wished I could hurt him, and all the times I considered wanting someone else. Those thoughts.