I basically cleaned up the place and was trying to learn welding and basic machining at the time. “What did your grandmother die and leave you her car?” Jerry asked with a stupid grin on his face. Amateur porn “Whoa!” I shouted. Her name was Debbie Anderson and she went to the same high school. After a while we were both ready for a repeat performance. Believe me, there was a lot of car to wax. Competition in this case meant another guy. Jerry’s car stopped. That was where everyone raced their cars at night. Her body as a whole was so perfectly formed, it was hard to even notice her gorgeous big blue eyes or her full lips that sort of pouted in a way that said “Kiss me.”
Another reason why I needed a car was to ward off the competition. I got to the end of the road and turned the big white Chevy off to the right. I clearly had a bad case of ‘more balls than brains’ at the moment. Something about me being an idiot I think I heard him mutter under his breath. I needed something to come along and give my spirit’s a boost. Competition in this case meant another guy.
