It was all fun times, but I've never been a heavy drinker. I wasn't super trashed, just tired as hell. I couldn't take it anymore. But another dude wh...o had gotten so wasted he passed out at like 10:00 was already in our room, pretty much comatose. so I hit the couch literally in the middle of this party we were having. Shoes on and all. It was still pretty busy but as the party filtered a bit I finally passed out. no one messed with me either, witch was cool. So it was 4 a.m. on the dot, I wake. I let him pick me up and we went to a motel. John... I loved the way he did me."John put his head in his hands and thought the worst. Argie raised her eyes then, and said, "I hope you're listening to me, John. Our marriage isn't over. It has taken a new turn. I don't want you running around screwing anything you see."He nodded his assent, but wasn't thinking clearly; wasn't really hearing what lay behind Argie's words."But I'm not saying you can't see anyone else either. I like having another. " Maybe I can bust that mexician kid again and get some more pot?"After her shower Stacy dresses herself in her sexiest black panties,"Oh that feels so good!"as they come in contact with her still swollen clit. Removing a short terrycloth sundress with thin straps,"I wouldn't dare wear something this short to work."Looking in the mirror she see's a wicked smile and pulls the dress on, feeling the course material aginst her erect and very sensitive nipples, she finds a pair of platform sandles. When everyone was settled, I went to my office to call Stephie.We had a good talk, catching up on things, and talking about NASCAR. She asked if I’d seen my copy of Winston Cup Scene or if I’d watched the race on WTBS on Sunday and I told her no.“Then you probably don’t know what happened. Bill run second in the Atlanta race, but a new driver named Terry Schoonover got killed in a nasty crash.”“Damn!” I said. “He just had his first race the week before at Rockingham. What happened?”“Not totally.