Then he rubbed his chin and said, 'Well, it sounds to me that she's in need of a real good fucking, Mrs. LT, if you'll excuse me language, like?'. I m...ust admit, I was rather taken aback - I'm really not used to hearing such coarse language..." In all honesty, I had already guessed that it would be a spoilt brat that I'd be sorting out, but I tried to look interested? "Well Larry - may I call you Larry? I am willing to do anything to get rid of the attitude that plagues her - she used to be such. Most of the little pipsqueaks I worked with had bald heads and pot bellies by then, I was coming up on 30 myself but I had my hair. But they let me know in little ways, just the times I guess. One late afternoon at work I got to feeling just a little off, nothing big, my mood wasn’t in those damn paper bags. I told the shift foreman, he told me to go home and try to shake it off, so I did. I got in my Chevelle, yep, same one, went home. Car parked in my driveway I didn’t recognize. 8 O’clock in. He consumes her like a tiger enjoying its prey. She grinds back into him but she's almost paralyzed from pleasure. She cums every three minutes. His waist is drenched in her juices. The smell enhances their ecstasy. Suddenly her clamps vibrates, bright multicolored lights burst on into strobe mode and move randomly. It's like a classy night club but no thumping bass or catchy pop music. 'This may not be an interrogation room but a pleasure room,' she thinks. Shly Uhka releases all her. ..do you still like them?", she asked. I told her I told her I very much did. I wasn't prepared for her next question, which was, "Just what were you and Lore doing up here before she left this morning?" Somehow, she must have known we had been together. I tried to sound convincing as I said that my aunt needed help with something. "Listen young man," she said, "Let me tell you a couple of things. I know you and Lore aren't blood relatives, that she is very attractive, that you are a young.