I suddenly felt the good sumaritan need to help if I could, so I pulled over and backed up. There wasn't much traffic.She was out, wet and nervous and... cold, looking at a tire. The thing was flat and wrecked. She noticed me pulling closer. I climbed out and came to her, with a smile and an offer to help if I could. Just trying to be Joe Niceguy!She was small, petite, not really muscular. She wasn't sure she even had a spare tire in her old car, so we checked her trunk. She didn't seem to have. I'd never seen it before -- at least not asAndrew -- but right now I could only think of one person in Alana's lifewho would have a red Porsche 911 with "B MONEY" vanity plates.Lexi drove past the car and pulled up our driveway, and, to my totalnon-surprise, there was Bryce, sitting on our back porch."Is that Monica's boyfriend?" Lexi asked."Ex-boyfriend," I said, making sure to emphasize the "ex" part."So what's he doing here?" I wish I knew."Lexi walked right past Bryce without him saying. You really are so pretty.?I cleaned up the dishes and put Mom to bed. We were both in a daze.I slept in my panties because I had nothing else to wear. That night Idreamed that I was a star quarterback on my high school?s football team.I had not a trace of acne on my young face. In fact, I was handsome andstrong. I was the most popular boy in my school. I walked confidentlyout of the locker room, holding my helmet at my waist, leading my teamthrough a tunnel to the field. We could hear the. She was looking forward to screaming. She had chatted to the owner of the big hard cock that was now fucking her on her sofa, over lunch in the hotel restaurant downstairs. They had been at a business lunch, with others. Em had appraised him, she would admit that. She had liked what she saw. She even thought at the time that it would be really hot to see a lot more, but she hadn’t said so. In turn, he had appraised her. Em had noticed that in an instant. She wasn’t contemplating any action.