I’ll get it for you
Ξ February 18th, 2008 | → 0 Comments | ∇ XXX Incest Stories |
About then Arisol bounded into the room, the smile on her face was the picture of perfection, her manor vibrant and alive with the joy of the day, or so it seemed. I looked up at her well dressed stature, her perfectly quaffed hair, and all but unnoticeable makeup, she was indeed picture perfect. She said “are you ready to go? We have less than an hour to get to the gallery.” I replied “yeah, let me get my folio,” and stood to go to the bed room to retrieve it. She said “I’ll go start the car, meet me in the driveway.” I carried the folio of samples and art pieces to the drive and placed it into the back seat of her Tahoe, got in and she sped backwards from the drive. Not being that familiar with Seattle, the drive was almost unnerving, not that she didn’t drive well, but she did drive fast and darted in and out of the congested traffic a lot, and I could only sit silently in fear. So much different than in the Midwestern Oklahoma town I live in, I was certainly glad she was driving. (more…)
