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Melody part 2

Date: 12/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Female / Girl, Lesbian, Males / Females, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 92.9, Source: sexstories.com

water, I'll get some." I promised. "Don't go." she said. "I'll be right back," I promised and I opened a cupboard door to reveal a refrigerator full of frozen bottled water and bottles of diet coke, beer, whiskey and many other drinks. I took a bottle of diet coke and tipped it in a glass, and offered it to her. "My hands are cuffed Moron." she wailed. I released the cuffs and supported her shoulders with my arms to let her use her arms to drink, she gargled and spat most of it across the floor, "Yuck, pussy," she complained, "Can I have some more?" I got her another bottle. "I'd offer you something to eat but you have enough blubber to live off for a month!" I explained and as expected she swore at me. "I guess you will be processed by the time I get back from Engand," I explained, "But enjoy yourself!" I gave her a little wave, she almost smiled. England was a disaster. My father had wanted to be a racing driver, but he was too busy building the business to actually race so he had me race to fulfil his boyhood ambitions, but despite some real top quality machinery I just didn't make the grade, and it was embarrassing, running a top quality machine in mid field alongside beat up worn out three year old machinery. Don't get me wrong the team were great, the race day atmosphere wonderful, my father loved every second but it was just that I didn't like the bit where I took the car around the blacktop, which was the bit I was supposed to do. "I bet even a girl could have beaten ... you today," someone muttered as I walked home after spinning off at Cascades while running a lonely sixth, and I had to agree, I flew home early, not waiting for the after race party at a Cheshire Hotel after the Oulton Park race, and I went straight downtown to check on the business. "Where did we place the Melody girl," I asked Miss Rawlings on reception. "Oh, she was so popular we left her in prep for a few more days, I hope you don't mind," she said. "No, I suppose I might as well try her out myself." I said, "I'll go on down." There was a queue waiting as Silas was busy reaming her ass, and Alex Hausman was waiting with a Negro I didn't know. I went in Prep two to see her face. she looked terrible, "Thank god." she wailed, "For gods sake get me a coke." "You look like you had a week like mine." I sympathised. "Yeah right!" she said. "At least you have been in the dry," I said, "It's no fun driving at a hundred miles and hour in an open car in the rain." "Well its better than this!" she said. "I suppose so." I said as I slipped a straw into a coke bottle and held it so she could suck the coke easily. "Although going backwards into the gravel trap at Cascades at eighty is no fun." "Did you hit the barrier!" she asked between sucks. "Nearly." I said, "Why?" "You weren't going fast enough then!" she laughed. "So you're an expert suddenly!" I said. "No but I was supposed to be travelling to Europe this week to try to scrounge a drive before I get too old." she said. "You want ...