Or what?It was the most frightening nightmare creature he had ever seen. It had a definitely female figure, but other than that it was an apparition d...reamed up by Bosch or Brueghel or some similar artist. The head was encased in a helmet with horns, so that only the eyes and the mouth could be seen. The upper body had a bikini top made of black leather which shone in the red light as though it was smouldering. Chains ran down from that to the bikini bottom (or was it a pair of jockey shorts?). I had some shopping to do. Of course I left an hour early to have a little fun on the small roads, but only a little." You can have all the fun you like, love. I'm glad you like your car." Like? I love it! You should know all the attention I get! I think all boys from 6 to 80 have been staring at me and my car. Or rather, my car and then me. I'm not used to that." I thought most women liked to be stared at." Well, I have to admit, it gives me a little kick. You know, a week ago I could walk. She didnt realise when Mac had made her lie down in his lap. Her head was resting on his thighs. He was bent upon her and was giving her a deep french kiss. His tongue swirling inside her mouth, fighting with her hot wet tongue as if two serpents are playing their love games. She had wrapped her arms around his neck and was pulling his face towards her, moving her tongue up and down of his. The silence of the dressing room was getting filled with slow moans, “ UMMMM …. UHHHMM … UHHHH. … UHHH. The truth is, my boss doesn't like me. He doesn't want me to be promoted. I've found out that he's actually moved behind the scenes to keep me from advancing." Dad shook his head. "I've actually been thinking about quitting and finding a new job. It's frustrating." Why doesn't he like you?" I don't know," Dad sighed. "It may just be personality. Or he may feel threatened by me. When I first was transfered to work under him, I disagreed with him on a plan that he was pushing, which later turned.