But it seemed strange that it was always the same driver who wrecked me.TV: Ah yes, Not to name names but that particular driver has always been very ...vocal about women drivers and their inappropriateness out of the kitchen.Abbie had been scanning the spectators ... I watched her eyes pass over me and travel on ... and snap back.UhOh ... eye contact. Fuck!Abby stopped talking. She handed her helmet to the TV analyst, and took off for the gap in the fence at the flag stand. The flagman lifted her. We chatted, flirting lightly, but I was very aware of Dave sitting just on the other side of her, and glancing over at us occasionally. I didn't want to start World War Three at work, all for the sake of a little flirting!Thankfully, I was distracted by the arrival of two of my female co-workers, both of whom had been drinking for hours, and were pretty plastered. They plunked themselves down at my end of the table, and started making drunken conversation. Neither of them were my type, but it. When i was 5 my mum and dad had a party all my uncles and auntie were then one of my uncles said to me come sit on his knee i did he was at the table so no one could see us because of the cloth he put his hand under my dress and was playing with my wee wee i could feel some thing sticking into my bottom it was getting bigger he keep rubbing me and wisbering in my ear do you like it i went ymm and he smiled he undone is zipp and put his thing at my opening but it was to small mum came in and. Who do they think they are? They haven't been here no time at all." Why are they so against the fireworks?" asked Wendy."'Cos they frighten their dogs. Are they going to do the same for Guy Fawkes? We only ever has fireworks twice a year. Bloomin' interfering newcomers!"There was general sympathy all round but nobody had any suggestions to make. Jenny listened but kept quiet.She mentioned it to James as they went to bed that evening."That's sad," he said, "but I don't think there's anything we.