Chapter 18

COLUMBUS PM

About 8pm, the instructor dropped off Dina, she entered the house, stripped, and assumed position 2.

“How did your first lesson go? Cause any accidents?” Dick asked.

“The first hour or so was classroom work, going over the manual and laws of the road. Then we sat in something set up like a video game, with a steering wheel, clutch, brake and gas pedal, and he had us practice driving the route that showed on the screen. He told us we did well for never having been behind a wheel before, and we would do it again for an hour at the next session, then actually get some actual street time.”

“J&J will be up tomorrow to see their lawyer, and check out the house. Time for bed. Cut the cards, red attends me, black attends Jon.”

I ended up with Dina and Marie, Patsy attended Jon.

CIRCLEVILLE

Sir, if you have no immediate needs, Master Bill unloaded some lawn furniture, chairs and chaise lounges, in the garage. I’d like your permission to take Jen and set them up in the backyard.”

“Clean the kitchen, then set up your furniture. I’ll be on the deck watching.”

J&J went to the garage, each picked up a folded lounger and a chair, and carried them to the back yard. Setting them up, Jan got an idea.

Looking up at Dave where he was sitting on the deck, “Sir, what would you think of a fire pit located about here?’’ she asked, pointing at a spot in the yard. We could have weenie roasts, cookouts, or just sit around a fire in the evenings.”

“Not a bad idea, mention it to your brother in law. How comfortable are those lounges?”

“Very comfortable Sir, would you like to try one?”

“I think I will.” he said, before coming down and sitting in one. “This is nice. Jen, get me a soda.”

Jen went to the kitchen, removed a bottle of soda from the fridge, and brought it back out to Dave.

“Your soda, Sir.”

“Thank you, cunt.” Dave took soda from her, took a sip, then looked for someplace to set it down.

“Cunt, position 2.” Jen dropped to her knees, and assumed position beside his lounge.

“Hold this, slut” Dave told her, and handed her the soda.

“Yes Sir.”

“Cunt, you should go back to the store, and pick up some tables for out here.”

“I should have thought of that when I bought this furniture, Sir. I’ll take care of it either in Columbus or when we get back tomorrow.”

“Well, time for bed, don’t stay out here too long.”

Jen and Jan followed Dave inside, and after using the bathrooms, joined him in bed.

WEDNESDAY AM

CIRCLEVILLE

Jen had taken care of Dave while Jan was making breakfast, and he was dressed and ready to leave for work before Jan had a chance for her morning reward. She showered, shaved, and dressed downstairs while Jen did the same upstairs. They met in the living room just before 9am, and coordinated their plans for the trip.

“We’ll go to the old house, park your car, then go to the Hortons. I want Dick to go with us to the lawyers office, and to engage a realtor. Then we need to go back to the old house to see what’s left to move or trash, and how much cleaning needs to be done.”

They made sure the house was locked, got in their cars, and headed north. 45 minutes later, Jen parked her car in the driveway, got in her moms car, and went to the Hortons. Arriving, they entered the house, stripped, and greeted Dick and Marie.

“Master, Marie, it’s good to see you. Master, are you going to the lawyers’ office with us?”

“I am. I’ll be right back.” Dick disappeared long enough to put on a golf shirt and slacks. “Get dressed, and in the car. Jen, back seat, I’ll sit in front with your mother. Don’t want to show up with your lipstick smeared, plenty of time for that later. Marie, call Sharon. I want the 2 of you to go to Jan’s house. Leave a note for the girls to meet us there.”

The lawyer’s office was nearby, so it didn’t take long to get there. We entered, announced our arrival to the receptionist, then took a seat.

“Mrs. Jones? Please follow me.” We followed the secretary to an office, and asked if we would like something to drink.

“I’ll have coffee,” Dick responded. “So will I,” said Jan. “Water for me, please.” was Jen’s response.

Just after she returned with the drinks, the lawyer came in and took a seat.

“Mrs. Jones, good to see you again. I have new titles for your cars, one in your name, the other in Jens. We just need signatures and to have them notarized.”

“Mr. Cook, while I’m here, would it be possible to have a Power of Attorney done, designating Mr. Long as my proxy? I live in Circleville now, and making the trip back and forth is troublesome.”

“We can do that. Miss Jenkins, make a standard Power of Attorney naming Mr. Long as her proxy.”

“It will take about 5 minutes.” she said before leaving the room.

True to her word, 5 minutes later she placed a sheet of paper in front of the lawyer. He checked it, put an X in the spots Jan and Dick needed to sign, then slid it across the desk to them for their signatures. Jan and Dick perused the document, then each signed it in the appropriate areas. They returned it to the lawyer, he double checked it, then handed it to the secretary to be notarized.

“Since both your and Jeff’s names are on the mortgage, we can’t do anything about that. As long as you keep up the payments, you shouldn’t have any problems. Is there anything else I can help you with today?”

“Nothing I can think of. If I do think of anything, I’ll call either you, or Mr. Long.”

The lawyer escorted them to the door, they left, Dick and Jan got in the backseat, and Jen started the drive to the house. As Jen pulled out of the lot, Dick pinched Jans nipple. Taking the hint, she reached over, unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock, and lowered her mouth to start the required blowjob. She received her reward just as we got to the house. Entering, we discovered the Columbus sluts sitting on the floor.

“I want you to scour every room. Bring anything you find here to the living room. Jan, we need to get you a realtor. I think there’s an H.E.R. office in the Plaza. Stop there on your way back home.”

With the 7 of them working, the 3 bedroom was quickly searched, and a small pile of items were piled in the middle of the room. Jan and Jen went thru it, picked out the items they wanted to keep, the rest ended up in a trash bag.

“Hortons, Schmidts, I want you to spend the rest of the day scrubbing this house, top to bottom. Window, walls, counters, floors, everything, top to bottom. I want this place to shine so that J&J get the best possible price. Jan, you go to H.E, R., then go on home. Jen, you and I are going to the used car lot on Mound Street to find you a vehicle fitting for a slutty High School student. Marie, Sharon, don’t forget your lesson at 1 o’clock. Return here after it’s over.”

“Sir, Master Dave wants me to pick up some tables to go with the lawn chairs we bought yesterday. May I do that here in town? Straders on W. Broad should have a selection to choose from, or maybe Andersons on Wilson?”

“After you get someone working on selling the house, you may do as you like, slut. Everyone knows what they need to do. Jen, we’re leaving.”

Jen got in her car, I got in the passenger seat, and told her to adjust her mini to expose her cunt. She complied, and we left.

It took us about 15 minutes to get to the car lot, and when we got there, I had her park at the office. After she did, we got out of the car, and I led her in the direction of the area where the sports cars were parked.

When we got there, I asked if she saw anything she liked. She stopped in front of a Triumph Spitfire with a price tag of $5,550.

“Get in, see if it fits.” Dick encouraged her.

Jen seated herself behind the wheel, adjusted the seat, and leaned back.

“Not very big, is it?” She opined.

“Only need it to be big enough for you, Darla, and your school books, to go back and forth to school. Do you like it? Do you want it?”

“Yeah, I can see 2 hot cunts showing up at Circleville High in this baby. Can we afford it?”

“You’ve got $10,000 in your checking account, write a check.”

“I forgot about that. Yeah, this is the one I want, if it runs.”

“Well, we’re going to need a salesman to make a deal. Wonder where they’re hiding?”

It took about 10 minutes, but a salesman finally approached us to find out why we were on his lot.

“Well, folks, see anything you like? I sure do.” he said, leering at Jen.

“My friend is interested in this Spitfire. What can you tell us about it?”

“Fine little car, almost as fine as your friend. One owner, 2 years old, only got 11,000 miles on it, mechanically sound, good rubber.”

<tell us the truth about the Spitfire>

“Odometer has been turned back, it has over 15,000 miles on it. Brakes are worn, they’ll need to be replaced fairly soon.

“With all that, $5,500 seems a little high. We’ll give you $2,000, and we’re trading in this sedan.”

“Let me get an appraiser to look your trade in over.”

The appraiser spent 15 minutes going over the car, then offered $2,000.

<take the offer>

“You’re a hard bargainer. $2000 it is. Let’s do some paperwork.”

We followed him to his cubicle, he filled in the appropriate blanks, checked Jens ID against her check info, then told us he’d have to get it verified before he could finish the transaction. He got on the phone, called the bank, read off the account and routing number, and waited. 3 minutes later, they verified she had sufficient funds to cover the check, and he hung up.

“Well, little lady, looks like you’re good to go. We’ll just get this notarized, and you can drive it away.”

Jen signed on the dotted line, the salesman signed as seller, the notary notarized it. The salesman and Jen traded keys.

<You’re going to stand, drop your pants, grab your cock, and make a lewd suggestion to the young lady>

“Okay, cunt, now that I’ve given you a sweet deal on that sportscar, why don’t you wrap your sweet lips around this,” he said as he stood, dropped his pants, and fisted his cock.

Jen screamed. People rushed into the office, 2 other salesmen took him by the arms and rushed him out of the room.

Jen was crying, I put my arm around her, we went out, got in Jens new car and she took me home.

We got to the Hortons, went inside. Jen stripped, then stripped Dick.

“I need you to fuck me Sir. That silly little salesman thought I’d want to suck that little dick of his. But seeing it got my juices flowing, and I need to feel a cock in my cunt. Please fuck me Sir.”

He bent her over the table, spread her legs, and rammed his cock up her cunt. He pumped, she pushed back, and in about 10 minutes, he filled her cunt with a load of hot cum.

She turned, dropped to her knees, and cleaned Dicks cock.

“Thank you, Sir. I really needed that. Do you require anything else?”

“No slut. Go back to Circleville, show off your new car. Ask your uncle if he knows any mechanics that work on foreign cars. You need those brakes replaced.”

“Yes Sir, as soon as I get home. Will I see you Friday?”

“Of course. There will be a dozen sluts there, plus visitors Sunday and Monday. Why would I pass up all that pussy?”

“Visitors? Who?”

“You’ll find out when they get there. Now, go.”

“Yes Sir.”

She left, Dick made a pot of coffee and settled in front of the tv. The drone of the inane commentary soon had him dozing.

Jan left the Hortons and Schmidts to do the cleaning and went to the H.E.R. office to engage a realtor to handle the sale of her house.

“Good morning. I’d like to talk to someone about putting my house up for sale.”

“Have a seat ma’am, and I have someone here to help you shortly,” the receptionist said, then picked up her phone.

“Mrs. Jones? I’m Sam Hall. You have a house you want to sell?”

“Yes Mr. Hall. My husband recently passed, and my daughter and I have decided to relocate. With my brothers’ assistance, we are now living in Circleville, and need to sell our former home here in the village.”

“Can you give me the basic layout of the house?”

“It’s a 3-bedroom ranch. Living room, kitchen, dining room, 1 bath, on a ⅛ acre lot.”

“I’ll need to have an appraiser do an inspection before we can set a price. What would be a good time for him to do that?”

“I’ll likely be out of town, but I have friends with access. You can contact them at 878-XXXX, she’s a stay at home mom, and would be able to accompany your man at an agreeable time. And Mr. Long has a Power of Attorney for any legal matters. He rents a room from Mrs. Horton.”

“I’ll have our appraiser get in contact with either you, or Mr. Long. That’s all we can do for now. We’ll be in touch, have a nice day.”

Jan left, took a ride past her house, saw they were still cleaning, and rather than interrupt, headed south to her new home.

Circleville

Jen decided to drive straight to the farm to show off her new ride. She pulled around back, the lack of vehicles made it clear no one was there. She got out of the car, checked the gym, and found it empty. She got back in the car and headed for her uncle Bill’s place. She had no sooner parked than her cousin Darla bounced out the front door.

“Jen, is that yours? It’s sweet. Can I have a ride?”

“You’ll be riding in it every day going to school. That should make those short dicked jocks take notice. Is Master Bill home?”

“Yes, I think he’s fucking mommy right now.”

“I need to talk to him. Think he’d mind if I watched?”

“I think he’d like you to join in.”

Jen entered the house, stripped, went to the master bedroom, and watched her uncle doggyfuck her aunt.

“You seem to be busy, Master. I’ll get a cup of coffee, and wait til you’re less involved.”

“Pour me a cup, slut, I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

Jen went to the kitchen, poured 3 mugs of coffee, believing that not only her uncle, but also her aunt would be joining her.

She had guessed correctly. Her aunt and uncle entered the kitchen, took seats, and thanked her for the coffee.

“Uncle Bill, is there a garage in town that specializes in foreign cars?”

“There’s a guy on River St that gets a lot of work for imports. Why do you ask?”

“The dealer said my Spitfire needs a brake job in the near future. I want to get it done before school starts.”

“Spitfire? When did you get a Spitfire?”

“This morning. After we left the lawyers office, Master Dick and I went to a car lot, I picked the Spitfire, traded in my dads car, and wrote a check to cover the rest. It’s parked out front.”

They all got up, and carrying their mugs, went to check out the car. Bill whistled when he saw it.

“Nice car.” He started checking it out. “Tires in good shape, engine fairly clean, and only 11,000 miles on it?”

“15,000. The salesman admitted they reset the odometer.”

“Still not bad. Long way til the 2,000 mile checkup, and you’ll mostly be using it for school. Shouldn’t need that til at least Spring.”

“Can you call that garage, and set up an appointment for me?”

“Sure, let’s go inside, and you can polish my knob while I’m on the phone.”

“I wanted to do that anyway. Master. Darla, M, you can sit in the car if you want, just don’t leave any wet spots on the seats. And Darla, that’s a gear shift, not a dildo.”

Darla stuck her tongue out at her cousin as she got into the driver’s seat. M sat in the passenger seat, and marveled at the fancy interior.

Jen followed Bill inside, waited for him to take a seat by the phone, then knelt between his legs, took his cock between her lips, and began a slow blowjob.

“Import Car? My niece just bought a Triumph Spitfire. Can your shop handle repairs on it? You can? Good. I’d like to make an appointment for a brake job, and while you have it, double check the rest of the car. Tomorrow morning at 10am? We’ll have it there waiting.”

“Well, slut, tomorrow at 10am we are going to drop off your car for a thorough check up. Can you afford it, or will we need to hit the backpack at the farm?”

“I should have enough in my checking account to cover everything.”

“You realize you’re going to be chauffeuring nearly everyone in the family til the new wears off, don’t you?”

“If I’m the one driving my new baby, I’ll drive anyone anywhere.”

“Good. To start, you can give me a ride to the farm.”

After dressing, Bill and Jen walked back out to the car.

“Sluts, get out of the car, my niece is going to take me to the farm. M. follow us in the truck. She’s going to give one of you a ride back.”

They got in the car, and without a backward look, Jen drove to the farm. As expected, there still was no one there. They stripped, went up to the deck, and relaxed, waiting for Darla and M.

“Jen, have you done your exercises today?”

“No Sir. We left for Columbus right after breakfast.”

“Neither have M or Darla. When they arrive, do laps, weights, and exercises.”

“Yes Sir.” She went to the gym, got bars, arm and ankle weights to outfit all 3 of them, and took them to the deck. She fastened her ankle weights and was working on her wrist weights when the truck pulled in and parked.

“Cunts,” Bill informed them,” you haven’t done your exercises today, and we don’t want you getting flabby and out of shape, so do them now. Laps, then gym.”

They donned their weights, picked up their bars, and started their walk.

Bill checked the fridge, poured himself a glass of orange juice, and went back to the deck.

He stopped them at the end of their second lap, told them to get jump ropes, but not to take off the ankle and wrist weights.

He stopped them at 10 minutes, and sent them to the gym.

45 minutes later they came out of the gym, assumed position 2 in front of him, and awaited instructions.

“No sense waiting for Cindy, Joan and Dan to get home. Have you decided who’s riding home with Jen?”

“Mom will get the second ride. I’ll have lots of riding to school and back with her to keep me happy.”

“M, put on a blouse, and get in the car. Slut, get in the truck.”

Darla got in the truck, and as soon as Bill settled in the driver’s seat, she leaned over and took his cock in her mouth.

The trip back to the house was too short, Bill failed to get a nut, but knew she would finish this one at home.

“I need to get home and start dinner. I don’t know how long mom will be in Columbus, but I do know Master Dave will want dinner shortly after he gets home from the bank. With your permission, Sir?”

“Granted. I’ll be there at 9:30 tomorrow morning so you can follow me to the garage.”

“Yes Sir. G’night, everyone.”

“G’nite, Jen, thanks for the rides.”

Jen turned her car toward the road and made her way home. She decided to make macaroni and cheese for dinner, so she boiled some noodles, mixed butter, flour and cream, brought it to a simmer, and added grated cheese. When it became a sauce, she put it and the macaroni in a baking dish, mixed well, and put it in the oven.

She removed the kernels from 4 ears of corn, put them in a covered pot with some water and set it to the side to be cooked later. She set the table, then went to the backyard to tan on one of the new loungers.

She heard the timer on the oven, went in, removed the mac and cheese, set it on the counter to congeal, then went back outside.

She was enjoying the warmth, and almost asleep when her mother joined her.

“Where’s your friend?”

“What friend?”

“The owner of that hot little sports car parked out front.”

“That’s mine.”

“Yours? It must have cost a fortune.”

“Not really. Master Dick talked the salesman down, and I got a good price on the trade-in.”

“I should trade in the other car. What do you think I should look for?”

“Something on the large side. Maybe a van? Something that all us sluts can ride in at the same time? Something like a van?”

“A van? How many can fit in a van?”

“I’ve read up to 15. Depends on the one you buy. Just think, trips to Buckeye Lake, Old Mans Cave, the State Fair. One vehicle instead of 4 or 5.”

“Something to think about, anyway. We’ll bring it up to the Masters Friday night, or Saturday.”

They heard Dave’s car pull in, and went to the front door to greet him. Jen knelt, removed his shoes and socks, then unbuckled his belt, and started lowering his pants and underwear. Jan removed his jacket, his shirt, then pulled his undershirt over his head. Dropping to her knees, she inquired, “Master, do you need relief, and which slut would you like to give it to you?”

“Jan, bedroom. Jen, have dinner on the table when I finish fucking your mother.”

“Yes Sir.”

Jan followed Dave to the bedroom, while Jen went to the kitchen to set the dinner table and cook the corn. She set a saucer of bread and the butter dish on the table, then filled a pitcher with fresh lemonade.

Relaxed, Dave and Jan came to the kitchen. Dave sat at the head of the table, Jen and Jan straddling chairs on either side of him. Dave helped himself to the mac and cheese, took a helping corn, and commenced eating his dinner. Jan, then Jan, filled their plates, and began eating.

“Sir, Jen got a new car today, you may have seen it when you arrived home. I would like to trade in my car also. Too many memories of the asshole now residing at the bottom of the outhouse. Do you have any suggestions for a replacement? Jen suggested a passenger van, for use by the family for weekend excursions. Trips to Old Mans Cave, Cedar Point, and other areas of interest, possibly?”

“I can see your reasoning. But for all of us to make the trip, it would need to seat 18. Do they have vans that large?”

“Jen says they make them large enough to seat 15. Maybe if we could talk the Columbus contingent into purchasing a similar van, they could load up there, and come down here, or meet us at the destination.”

“Having two would be handy, and cut down the parking problem at the farm. I’ll give Dick a call after dinner. Did you pick up tables for outside?”

“Yes Sir. I stopped at Straders after l listed the house.”

“Let’s get some sun.”

They took their drinks to the backyard, Jan taking the evening paper with her.

“VW bus, seats 11, $2600.00 base price. That would handle half our group.”

“Yes, it would, save the ad, we’ll apprise Dick of it Friday night.”

COLUMBUS WEDNESDAY PM

The sluts had returned from the Jones house, having completed the cleanup they had been assigned, and found Dick dozing in front of the television. Sharon, taking the initiative, knelt between his legs, took his cock between her lips, and began gently sucking it.

“Cunt, stop teasing and suck that cock like you mean it.”

Sharon deepthroated him, then started giving head the way she knew he liked.

“Did you cunts get Jans house spic and span?”

“Clean as a dog whistle, Sir”

“Then there would be no problem with an appraiser coming in so he can estimate its value?”

“Should be no problem at all, Sir.”

“Has anyone been in contact with Ann today?”

The general consensus was no, no one had seen her or Eddie all day.

“Call her mother, see if she knows where they are.”

“Mrs. Cox? This is Marie Horton. Have you seen Ann or Master Eddie today?”

“Master Eddie was here early this morning, had Ann put on a blouse, then they got in her car and left. Said something about Buckeye Lake.”

“When they get back, have them come over to see Master Dick.”

‘Yes ma’am.”

“What are the plans for dinner?”

“Chinese? We haven’t had that for a while.”

“Sounds good to me. Get enough for 8. I expect Ed and Ann to be here by that time.”

“Yes Sir. Happy Wok Cafe? I’d like a double order of Shrimp Fried rice, a double order of General Tso’s Chicken, a double order of Beef Lo Mein, 10 egg rolls, and an order of Szechuan Triple delight. Delivered to XXX Deerfield. Yes, that’s us. 30 minutes? Thank you.”

“Delivery will be in about 30 minutes.”

“Dina, Karen, get your jewelry ready for the delivery boy.”

“Yes Sir.” Dina went upstairs, got 2 sets of clamps, brought them down, then she and Karen worked on getting cunts wet, nipples and clits engorged in preparation of the arrival of the food.

20 minutes later, Eddie and Ann walked in, stripped, and made themselves comfortable, Ann in position 2.

“You wanted to see us, Dick?”

“You missed clean up at Jans house. The Schmidts and Hortons spent the day cleaning it in preparation listing it for sale. You and Ann couldn’t be found.”

“I took Ann to Buckeye Lake in her car, only allowing her to wear a travel blouse. After we passed Reynoldsburg, I had her head in my lap, giving me head. I allowed her to sit up after we passed Kirkersville, with her blouse open til we got to the lake. I had her close it til we entered the park. I had her give me head on the Ferris Wheel, and going thru the Tunnel of Love. I had her rub her clit til she was gushing on a carousel horse. When we left, her blouse was wide open and gave me head from the time we passed Kirkersville til we got back to Reynoldsburg. She had a very enjoyable day.”

“Sounds like it. We have Chinese being delivered shortly, you and Ann are welcome to join us. Ann, are you still horny?”

“Very horny Sir.”

“Sit on my cock facing the door. It will give the delivery man more to see.”

She sat on Dicks cock, and started rocking, trying to feed her hungry cunt. The doorbell rang, Dina and Karen answered, Dina taking packages from him, turning and handing them to Karen. The poor man didn’t know where to look, Dina and Karen’s obvious charms, Ann bouncing on Dicks cock, or Patsy swallowing Eddies cock. Dina paid him, and closed the door. Marie and Sharon set plates and silverware on the table, so we could pick and choose the food items we wanted, then set where we wanted.

Eddie and Dick sat at the table, Dina and Karen, still wearing their jewelry, crawled under the table to take care of their Masters. The other sluts filled plates and found seating in the living room.

Jon arrived home, and chose Ann to help him relax after his day of work.

When Jon and Ann returned from the bedroom, Ann picked up her plate to finish dinner. Jon sat at the table after filling his plate.

Dick finished his meal, went to the living room and appropriated the Laz E Boy. Viewing his harem, he was pleased with the number of sluts he had under his control, and their looks and fitness. The phone rang, Marie hurried to answer it.

“Sir, it’s Master Dave.”

“Hello Dave, is there something I can help you with?”

“Jan came up with an idea for the family. If we bought 2 VW vans, we could fit 9 passengers and a driver to make some weekend trips instead of taking 4-5 cars. If you had one up there, you could bring your whole group at once. Have one of the older sluts, Sharon, or Marie, drive, leaving you, Jon, and Eddie with 5 sluts in the back. If we got one, Jan, M, Cindy, or Joan could drive, allowing the Masters to enjoy the attention of the rest of the sluts in the back.”

“I take it Jan is the one that wants to buy the van?”

“Well, she wants to trade her former husbands’ car in on something, and she saw an ad for a VW bus, brand new on the showroom floor, for $2600.”

“With the trade in, I’m sure the drug money we’ve collected would make that possible. Let me see if I can convince someone up here to trade in their vehicle. Tell Jan to pick one up tomorrow. If she doesn’t have the cash in the bank, she can use funds from the backpack at the farm. Anything else?”

“No, that’s all I cared about. See you Friday?”

“You’ll see all of us Friday. Bye.”

“Marie, Sharon, one of you has to make a choice. Would you mind trading in your personal vehicle for a VW van? I’d include Eddie, but he needs his car for school.”

“I doubt my husband would allow me to trade in my car for a van, Sir.”

“Master Jon? Would you allow me to trade in my car for a van?”

“Considering the situation, I think it would be a great idea. Dick, how soon should we do the deal.”

“Why not tonight? Marie, get the title, travel clothes, and your purse. Ann, I want your mother working glory holes tonight. Eddie, you can go with her, choose some toys and videos while you’re waiting. Look for videos of strippers. The slut will earn enough to pay for them. Does anyone else want to go to the car lot?”

Jon said he’d go, so there was no issue with ownership. Dina and Patsy both wanted to go, but had a martial arts lesson, so Sharon said she’d clean up the dinner dishes, and Ann would take the girls to their lesson.

It was only a 5 minute drive to the VW car lot on W. Broad. Jon parked in front of the office, we got out and walked around the lot. They found a red van with white trim, so I sent Marie to find a salesman. She was back in 5 minutes with one in tow.