It was a sunny early June afternoon, I was in the garage changing oil on a car. Mark and Mary were working in the apartment office. Karen and Kelly we...re out by the street changing the letters on the advertising sign. We were going to advertise an oil change special. I heard the crash of steel from two cars hitting each other. I looked to the street and saw a car spinning out of control toward the sign that Karen and Kelly were working on. I yelled run and started running out of the garage. They. So bitchy the first part of the evening," she said softly. "It's just that I was... well, that I was upset about... about a few things." It's okay, honey, I understand."A few moments later they were pulling into the driveway of their small, middle-class cottage in one of Morriston's older sections. Howard parked the car in the garage, and they got out, arms about one another, and went into the darkened interior. He switched on one of the low-watt lamps on an end table as Cindy took off her coat. And goddamn if she didn't just take her shirt off. I was shocked. I said, "What are you doing?" and she laughed. She said, "Well, you didn't start it. So I thought I would." I stood there staring at her boobs in the little bra she was wearing, and I felt my penis starting to grow hard. She looked, kind of giggled, and said, "Your turn." I took off my shirt. She stared, and said, "Nice. I like your hairy chest." I couldn't help but laugh.Her pajama shorts came off. And God, the bikini panties. I made a great fuss of putting the pen back into my inside pocketand then neatly folding the agreement and putting that into my jacket too. "Rightthen. Let's make a start shall we." I said brightly. She looked up at mewith huge, sad eyes. "I'dlike you to remove your trousers first please." I sat down on a sofa, andwatched. She was frozen. Immobile. "Geta move on girl!" I barked. Shejumped. She drew in a ragged breath, and then began to unfasten her trousers.Her fingers fumbled with the.