1. Sally-Ann's Rain Man


    Date: 9/23/2017, Categories: Fiction, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 76.9, Source: sexstories.com

    were wrapped around me, making my weapon useless; our faces were close enough to kiss. Smiling, he let go of me as I scrambled to my feet. I almost tripped and fell in the water-logged grass as I dropped the wet and slippery tire to keep my balance, managing to catch the ground with my hand. The man in black got up more slowly haven taken the brunt of the fall. I cautiously backed away from him, hesitating only to reach down to pick up the tire iron, my eyes never leaving him....... The hood of the woman's light yellow cotton jacket had fallen back. I could see she had red hair just like Katherine...was this an omen, a portent for the seers of Delphi to delve?” "I was going to tell you it’s the wrong jack for your car. Even if it were the right one you should have a board underneath it because of the saturated ground.” "Have you been drinking?" she asked suspiciously, holding the tire iron in front of her in a death grip. The woman had courage; I had to give her that. "Yes I’m celebrating the end of a monumental stupidity on my part. I’m celebrating reuniting with a good friend. I’m celebrating Jim’s new found love; bless them both! What a talented billiard player that feisty little red head is! Katherine is perfect for Jim........ Unfortunately we’ll never know who is top dog,” and he sighed, smiling. “I live in the log house just up the road were the asphalt turns to gravel. In the future when you have the proper jack; loosen the lug nuts first before you jack it up.” "The ...
    battery on my cell phone is dead,” I said, wondering what he meant by top dog. The man certainly was in a good mood. This didn’t mean I should throw caution to the wind. “May I use yours to call my Auto Club?” “You’re most welcome.” "Excuse me?" I said, shifting the grip on the tire iron. "I said you are welcome for me keeping from you from being hurt. My name Tom Butler and I can assure you I have only the best of intentions. It’s good you are cautious but I'm not that kind of man.” "Thank you, Mr. Butler." "You’re welcome. Do you have a name?" "My name is Dorothy," I replied. He smiled, crossing his arms and nodding his head, knowing I was fibbing. "Well, Dorothy," he said, crouching down to look at the damage, “You’re shivering; I suggest you get out of the rain." He reached down to feel the puddle of warm antifreeze underneath the car, "It appears this jack damaged the radiator when it let loose. I would raise Cain with whoever sold you this car. You won't be driving it anywhere soon. I always carry a 6-ton floor jack and the proper tools in the back of the Jeep. If you want, I will change the tire to save time for the tow truck driver.” "Dorothy Smith." “OK then. Don't tell me your real name," He said getting a wool blanket from the rear seat of the Jeep, "wrap this around yourself. My cell phone is in the glove compartment.” He then turned on the off-road spotlights and fog lamps for more illumination, followed by the emergency flashers for safety. A predator wouldn’t ...
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