March Stephenson

Chapter 5

March Stephenson

Maxieplus

Jimmy and Hank sat with me on the porch and I worded them up on my very disastrous marriage to Matt the superstar and my trouble with March. I saw no harm in it and they were nice guys.

It was later on I saw it and was furious.

`That kiss goodbye was wonderful.' Jimmy had posted.

I know everyone will read it and I also know, so will March. I hadn't told them anything about the kiss, I think he is just stirring the local pot.

It was one hour later I got a text from May.

'He's left town Nicky, I don't know where he has gone. Said something about not having a choice and so much for privacy.'

`Im sorry it was mentioned, Jimmy had no right to post anything.'

'Well I'm worried, and what was mentioned?' He hadn't told her.

'What's his phone number, I don't have it.' I changed the subject.

She gave it to me, something else he hadn't trusted me with.

It rang several times until I gave up and sent a text saying I was sorry.

Nothing back, shades of Matt, when it's important he ignores me.

It was a restless night and after reading the posts and comments I decided they had thought it was Jimmy joking about, and I knew it wasn't about March and me. The post had confused them but they didn't go into a frenzy about it at all.

After showering to mainly wake up, I jumped in my car and drove to the next town. I bought rust-proofing a small brush and a sander. I also did some vegetable shopping and loaded my car up with all sorts of good natural stuff. The girls were on board and said their mum had a wonderful day yesterday. Nothing was said about the kiss so I deemed that Jim hadn't said anything about the stuff I had told him.

I told them I had a great time and their mum is the best cook I have ever met.

Driving back through town I didn't stop for coffee I had been sipping on the tea and now needed the bathroom. I grabbed the perishables bag and ran inside to use the toilet. When that was done I went back and grabbed the rest of the shopping.

My phone had a message that read.

'Something important has come up, I can't make it tonight' I sent one back which read.

'Ok, but you need to know the post wasn't about us kissing. It was Jim stirring them about my visit to the farm.'

`K' was his Matt answer.

I didn't want to talk to him yet I will wait until he comes back and then I will face him.

My heart wasn't into doing the lace work so I finished up the one that I started and went out to the garage and measured all the pieces that were left. I then looked for the nearest sandblaster who happened to be three towns over.

After making a call to get all the info I needed, and a rough quote I sat at the table and worked my finances out. It was costly but not overly expensive. I will get it done and will ask March if he would drop it off in his truck.

I didn't meet the boys at the river and didn't think they would have gone anyway. Three days and no sign of March, that was until the fourth day of restless sleeping I went to see May. We once again sat outside the cafe and I noticed something new parked outside the garage, a new full bells and whistle truck. It was awesome and I suppose March is back, his door was opened.

"Yes he's back, that's his new truck," May said.

"Why?"

"Why what Nicky?"

"Why did he buy a new truck, what's wrong with the old one?" She rolled her eyes and answered.

"What was right about it, dad had it for years March was only driving it because it was dads. It needs a lot of restoration done on it, and he needed transport, I suppose he's going to fix the old one up now."

"I can't believe he got that monster."

"He can put all his tools in the back, makes sense he does that. And that's not the only thing he bought wait and see his new overalls, they itch him." She giggled.

I thought about it, and it looks like March is trying to either impress me or he's gone stark raving mad. I slapped my hand on the table and said.

"Enough of this shit, I will be back."

I walked across the road and through the big roller door, he was bent over a car looking at the engine.

"What's this all about?"

"Hi Nicky, it's good to see you, what's what all about?"

"This and these." I pointed to the monster sitting out the front and I grabbed his overalls and shook them.

"I need a new truck, she's a beauty isnt she, and my overalls were falling apart."

"Well I'm impressed, you have just gone from grease monkey pin-up boy to suburban cowboy."

"What do you mean?"

"Forget it, if you don't get it then there's no hope for you."

"Nicky talk to me." I relented.

"March Stephenson, the best thing about you is that you are not compromised. You don't follow fashion and you are a pure country mechanic, old car old clothes, rips that drive men crazy. Innocence in this world is rare and you go and stuff it up by buying all this new junk, next you will be telling me you're going to spruce the garage up."

"I am, I think." He stared into my eyes.

"Over one kiss, one fucking kiss."

His head bowed.

"I wanted to look good for you Nicky, I am a nobody and I wanted you to be impressed and proud to be seen with me."

"Well, I'm not, restore that old truck, keep your new one you will probably need it anyway. Get those overalls off and give them to me, you will get them back when they are washed twenty times and I stick holes in them that's your look March Stephenson, that's your innocent essence."

His lips were on mine before I could go on, and all the angst left me in a second. He played with my tongue and then broke off.

"I only wanted to impress you, that's all."

"Well you just did, and stop kissing me it's sending the wrong messages. You are either in or out, there is no sitting on the sidelines."

"Nicky I can't go further because I am too scared."

"Scared of what March?"

"Scared I might like it, and scared I'm not in your league." I pursed my lips and said.

"Get those overalls off and put your old ones on, did you only buy one pair?" I had ignored him.

"Three."

"Well go get them I will need them for a week, maybe two." He went into his makeshift office and got the other two pairs, then he found his old ones. He dropped his overalls and stepped out of them, he had new hipster underwear on, and my dick was going insane.

"Scared you are not good enough for me, how dare you, of course, you're good enough. I'm not good enough for you March Stephenson, and I know that, why?"

"Why Nicky?"

"Because you are the most gorgeous man I have ever met, and you are the most exasperating but wonderful human I know, and if I don't get fucking laid soon, I will explode from pure want." He smiled at me, then kissed me again, I felt around and he had a iron hard on and it was so awesome. I then moved down his body licking here and there and finished up on my knees. I started licking his beautiful dick through the fabric and his hips moved faster. He gasped and tried to stop me but it was futile. I am going to suck this dick if it's the last thing I do.

"Everything all right in here March?" I heard May say.

He moved quickly and turned his back to me then started struggling into his old overalls, I was so furious.

"Yes, May, March is just changing so I can wash these new ones and get the stiffness out of them."

"I did tell him they would be stiff but he insisted."

"Well they are still stiff and I need to go beat them on a rock to get them looking better." I stared straight into his eyes.

"Okay, Nicky I will put the coffee on." May said.

March Stephenson was grinning, then he started laughing as he pressed the studs on his work gear closed.

"That went well, Nicky."

"Go and get stuffed March Stephenson." I was really mad now and turned on my heels then walked outside adjusting my dick in my jock.

His new truck glistened in the sun so I gave it a good talking to.

"You won't be here long enough, so don't get too cocky." It made a clicking noise because of the heat, so I turned and said very loudly.

"You can also go and get stuffed."

I went with overalls in hand and sat at the table, in a mood. May was confused and I said everything was all right, just reading him the riot act about country mechanics and new friends. He arrived a few minutes later all smiles and attitude, he sat down next to me and started on his coffee. May offered pies and we both accepted, with sauce.

"You nearly had me there Nicky." He whispered.

"I was an inch away from pulling your underwear down, don't get too comfortable March Stephenson."

"I won't, and I was truly excited."

"I know you were, maybe next time, or maybe never."

"No Nicky did you mean what you said about me?"

"Yes every word of it, didn't you ever ask yourself why all the ladies in this town have the hots for you?"

"Well no, I just thought they were friendly."

"Well, I'm not that subtle. We are having a pie then you are going swimming and if I don't get some dick into my mouth soon, all hell is going to be let loose in this town."

"Ok do you want to come with me?"

"Of course I do. You don't think that dick of yours is going to suck itself?" He blushed because May was behind me.

"I see, so we are at that stage now are we boys?" Smug bugger.

"If you hadn't disturbed us in the garage I would still be chowing down on it."

"My fault, sorry Nicky and March."

"For that long eh?" He grinned.

"Yes, you would be on your third orgasm for the day by now."

"Forth counting this morning."

We were being filthy, and people were walking past so I had to calm the situation down. I shoved that pie in my face and shut up, while May and March laughed.

After a lot of smiling and some sort of frustrating bad mood on my part, he got up and said.

"Going for a swim May, look after the business will you?"

"You got it." She rolled her eyes.

It was then his client decided to come by to see how the service was going. I sat there and stewed as March took him across the road. May was laughing her head off and said.

"I guess there will be no swimming for March today Nicky, once that client starts talking about his car he won't be able to get rid of him until it's finished.

I was ropable and about to burst into a tirade of expletives so I didn't answer her. I sat for the next twenty minutes until my balls were trying to commit suicide.

"Going for a run." I got up and started running down the street, my tears ran down my face from pure frustration, and I won't go to the swimming hole, I headed for my old one.

I didn't need to strip I was so hot when I got there, I took my runners off and jumped in fully clothed, and the initial shock of cold water soothed my heated body, although I didn't calm down mentally. This is not the way it is supposed to go, I should be on my knees making March feel good but I'm stuck in this river alone. More tears and a half hour later I finally calmed down. I dragged myself out and sat on the bank in the sun, it will dry me out some then I can get myself home.

Surprisingly I saw March's new truck parked in the bush, I had lost my urges and thought I might go see him but not this stubborn little duck, I headed back home. I had forgotten to pick up the overalls, I said I would do them and I will. I also thought I might go and see mum and dad for a few days, so I also threw a few clothes into a bag and then into the car. I parked it out the front and May was sitting at her usual table.

"He is at the swimming hole."

"He can have fun on his own then. I'm off to Melbourne, can I get the overalls I did promise him I would do them."

"Sure Nicky, they are under the counter."

I went to get them and when I came out his truck pulled up. He got out and glared at me, I threw the clothes in the car and he started walking towards me with attitude.

He sang out in the middle of the street.

"Stay there Nicholas Wilson."

I stopped and looked at May she was still smiling, and there was also a crowd gathering to watch the show.

"What do you want March Stephenson?" I yelled at him.

"You."

"I'm going to Melbourne for a few days, I'll see you when I get back." I started to open the door but he was too quick for me and grabbed my arm.

"Stop it, Nicky."

"Stop what, I'm going to see mum and dad that's all."

"You are coming with me."

"No, I'm not."

"You are coming with me like it or not, we have some unfinished business." Those eyes were looking straight into mine. I looked over at May and said.

"Are you coming?"

"No." She giggled.

I relented because my balls were calling for release again this is how March Stephenson affects them. I slammed the door and followed him across the road.

He opened the new truck and I swung myself inside, it was nice and had all the bells and whistles. March put the roller door down and then jumped in the driver's seat. It started straight away and he smiled at me.

"I have never owned anything so nice Nicky, I love this truck," I grunted, the truck laughed as he drove off.

It was a full-on feeding frenzy when we got to the river, I ripped the studs on his old overalls apart then he pulled his arms out of the sleeves. I then pushed them down to his ankles in one swoop, the new underwear also fell. I was face to face with his magnificence as I dropped to my knees, he was perfect and again, iron hard. I was chowing down on his wonderful dick before he could gasp, that knob was spectacular. Never before have I had something this nice to suck on, and this big baby was so well worth the frustration I had felt earlier. He came like a gas pump on heat and moaned loudly, his legs buckled and he had to hold onto the tree as he released it all down my throat.

"My god, my god Nicky what have you done to me, that was mind-blowing?" I was too busy sucking on his hairy balls and having a pull to answer. It was also mind blowing when I came, and that made two of us that we're finally happy. I fell back on my haunches and stared up at him, he had tears and was wiping his eyes with his dirty old oil rag so I took the tissues I always keep in my pocket and stood up. I dried his eyes then he couldn't help himself his head landed on my shoulder and the weeping started.

"I should have known Nicky. I should have known it would be like this, that was... I have no words for how I feel. I feel like all the shit in my life has gone and you chased it away."

"I swallowed it actually, was delicious, better than Faith's roast dinner."

"Really?"

"Sure was, now get in the water and start making some more, I'm not finished with you yet." He took his overalls fully off and I took my t-shirt off then I dropped my shorts.

"The underwear too," I ordered, and he smiled and dropped them again, he was magic to look at, just perfect, a grease mark on his shoulder made him look even sexier. He took my hand and led me into the water where he sat down with his back against the bank, then he started kissing me again, but before he did he made me sit on his lap, I know where this is going.

"Nicky, can I tell you something?"

"Of course, you can, anything."

"That was just the best I can still feel your mouth on my dick."

"Good I'm glad you liked it, I loved doing it for you."

"Great, I imagined it to be different than it was, that was beautiful."

"I have plenty more in me when you want them."

"Nicky, what is it like to fuck a man?"

I fell around he was hard again.

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves, the fucking part comes later. But I know you will enjoy yourself," I smiled and started grinding on him, and he groaned.

"Oh my god, words I can't find the words." He still can't find the words, and I bent down and sucked on his nipples and neck for ages. He had closed his eyes and I saw tears escaping, then the silence was noted except for his heavy deep breaths. I got to say here, maybe because I was in love with March Stephenson I am biased, but that cock is the best I have seen for years. Not even Matt measured up to March.

I slipped off him and ended up under the water, I was cooling down and regrouping my senses.

When I opened my eyes he was staring straight into them, his eyes were red and he was shaking his head from side to side.

"Are you gay yet?" I asked.

"Yes definitely gay, you have finally turned me." I laughed.

We kissed for ages and did a lot of groping he explored my body constantly with his hands and I did a thorough check on his, mainly his ass and awesome chest.

"God I love this chest, it's magnificent."

"I was going to shave it."

"You do that and no more head jobs for you."

"You said something about landscaping I thought you maybe didn't like hairy men."

"I could smack you, March Stephenson, when did I say that you have to change your appearance for me? I would never want you to, or force you to change, you are perfect as you are." His chest puffed up and that smile was back.

"That's better."

"I didn't want to, but if you had of insisted I would have."

"Shut up."

"What?"

"Just shut up." My arms went around his waist and the kissing restarted.

After some time I remembered something.

"Why were you in the city March, no lies now." He dropped his head and said.

"I feel foolish now, but I saw you having a good time at the club and I was waiting to see if you were going out again on Saturday night. I was going to follow you and run into you at that club, that's all."

"March?" I put my stern face on.

"I was crazy jealous and wanted you to come home with me."

"You know what March, the truth is always the best because I would have come home with you. I would have gone anywhere with you."

"Really?" He perked up.

"We can go around in circles all we want but the simple fact is I fell in love with you ages ago. March Stephenson, I don't care if you never love me but I'm telling you now that I love and care for you so very much."

He grinned.

"Are you trying to put words in my mouth, Nicky?"

"No, I'm just telling you where I stand in all of this."

"Then I love you too, very much."

"Are you sure?"

"The first time I saw your beautiful eye's I was a goner."

"That was a few months ago."

"It took me time to do my research, when I got all the facts I found it hard to do anything. It wasn't because I didn't want to, it was you that stopped me from making a move."

"Me?"

"Yes you, city boy well groomed, who looks after his body. world-wise and knows a lot more about gay things than me, you are very intimidating Nicky. At one stage I was frightened to even look you in the eyes, it was so scary."

I started laughing then I started kissing him again.

We got out of the water and dried ourselves, I don't think his dick even went down but it was getting cold and maybe he will let me take care of it again when he drops me home or stays the night.

We almost ran to the truck and he drove like a maniac to get me home. Inside I put the kettle on and stoked the fire while he stripped and then he started on me.

"Let's sit on the sofa and cuddle." He said.

"Do you want another suck?"

"That would be awesome Nicky thank you."

"You are very welcome."

We used the bed and after the third time of making him feel good, he started making me feel good and he was very good.

"Goodnight March Stephenson."

"Goodnight Nicky Wilson sleep well."

"I will, you too."

His big knob was wedged between my legs holding me to him.

After a few morning kisses and a great fiddle with my new man, I had to get out of bed and go toilet. I put the coffee on and started making toast. He came out almost in the nude and started rubbing himself up against me, he whispered in my ear.

"When do you think it would be right for me to fuck you?"

"In about an hour's time March, I have to have my coffee and toast then shower then my butt is yours today." I felt him shiver.

It took me forty minutes to get ready and we discussed condoms but decided we didn't need them, then we discussed what position he would like to try.

"Them all Nicky, I want to try them all." He grinned in anticipation.

I took him through the rules of combat and had to reassure him I wouldn't slip into him unnoticed, not yet anyway.

I had no words this time my prostrate went mental as he gently pumped a load into me. His head fell on my shoulder again and he pushed harder but couldn't stay in, he was going soft, unfortunately.

He fell off me and laid on his back breathing heavily, then he went to sleep with a slight smile on his face.

I gently got up and had another shower then I found some shorts and put them on. I threw the overalls into the washer and turned it onto heavy duty. I was sure hot water would be a better softener but alas not hooked up.

I sat with coffee on the porch my ass throbbed from the lovemaking earlier and I smiled to myself. If this is what my life with March Stephenson is going to be like I'm a very lucky gay boy indeed.

I looked at my phone and there was a message from May, March has an urgent starter motor replacement to be done by five, and he's late for work.

I went into the bedroom and he was stretching as he moaned.

"Come back to bed Nicky."

"You have an urgent job to do, a starter motor replacement I believe, it's nine thirty now. He looked at his watch and threw the blankets back.

"I got to go, this job must be done today."

"Don't stress, coffees ready and I will be up later on I have to pick my car up and maybe call in to see you."

"You want to suck me under a car?" He already knew the answer to that.

"You bet I do, but I would much rather be looking into your eyes."

He downed the coffee and kissed me several times then he was out the door and driving away while my washing machine worked its butt off.

It took me several washes to soften the overalls, I even took them out the back and threw them up against a tree stump, I didn't find any rocks but there's plenty at the swimming hole. The next thing I can do is grab a little battery acid and throw it around, then I will add some grease, or maybe not, one day in the garage and they will get greasy. A final good hot wash and they should be ready for my man.

I will put the old ones aside because sometimes the odd fantasy should be incorporated into our love-making sessions, and I was looking forward to it.

I made the bed and cleaned up some, I have no idea if he has plans but I had better do something about dinner. I had some steaks in the freezer we can throw on the barbeque so all I have to do is check the gas and make a salad.

I sat having coffee and waiting for the machine to finally finish, with my iPad in hand I was looking at the local page.

`His car was still there this morning.'

`Do you think they did the dirty deed?'

'Keep it, clean ladies, there are eyes all over this site.' this poster must be the moderator.

I wanted to tell the world that March Stephenson was in a relationship with me, but I will talk more about it with him later on. I put my shorts on and then hung the overalls out on the line, where I go from there with them is anyone's guess. I started running towards town, apart from a few car horns it was a quick run because I was desperate to see him again.

May was all smiles and she and I had coffee, I had some cake.

"Is he still busy?"

"Yes Nicky, this job is important it's a vintage car and he has to do it right."

"He restores them?"

"Only the engines, it's usually the last thing that's done."

"So when he gets to his old truck it will be a breeze?"

"For sure, he knows that one back to front, I doubt whether he will repaint it the patina is its attraction, so he said." She laughed.

"Have you spoken to him this morning?"

"Some, he wasn't very open about his stopover and I understand, if you want to keep it a secret, mums the word, but I must say a lot of townies saw the little play yesterday, but you know what?" I groaned.

"What?"

"Nothing was mentioned on the site." She smiled.

"It will get out eventually May, small town and all that."

"Well, it won't come from me."

"Thank you."

"Was he everything you expected?"

"And more, he is one mighty fine mechanic that's for sure." I smiled dreamingly.

He poked his head out from the big door and when he saw me his smile was very evident, he went back inside to grab a rag and then he came across the road.

"Do you need something to eat March?" May offered.

"Yes please, a pie and coffee, nearly finished." He looked at me staring for a moment.

"Are you feeling okay Nicky?"

"Fantastic March why?"

"I thought after that romp this morning I may have damaged you."

"No, why would you say that?"

"I don't know. I don't know enough about it so I was worried I maybe had been a little rough."

I smiled at him, he couldn't have been any gentler than he was.

"Keep doing it your way and I will be very satisfied."

"We could do it again tonight if you want."

"I will book you a seat when I get home." I smiled.

"I will drive you."

"You have urgent work to do."

"I'm nearly finished." He grinned.

"Good, I will let you drive me home then."

"We can have another fuck."

"March Stephenson, watch your mouth lady present." May chuckled from behind me.

"May you have heard it all before, stop being so loud." He was blushing.

"I am so happy for you both, do you think you will be a couple, or is this a one-off sort of fuck buddy thing?"

I didn't answer I wanted March to do that because he hasn't said anything about being in a relationship. I looked at him and he was redder than the tomato sauce he had on his pie.

"I know, you can't find the words." I started laughing.

"He will tell you later, then you can ring me and let me know if he wants to move in." He sat upright and stared at me again, in the eyes.

"When George picks the car up we had better go for a swim and cool down a bit." May rolled her eyes and I mimicked her.

I have got ahead of myself here and need to roll it back some, I knew I loved him and I didn't want to push him into moving in with me unless he feels comfortable. Inside I was trying to calm the butterflies down I was so excited, and couldn't wait to go swimming again.

"Nick watch your tongue for a few minutes." May suddenly looked at me.

"Hi May, hi Nicky and March, how are things." A cheery lady stopped to talk.

"Hi Brenda, everything is fine here. How are the boys going?" May asked.

"Great, school holidays soon so I will get them to myself for a couple of weeks." She wasn't invited but she sat down anyway.

"Coffee?"

"Yes please I have time and I want to talk to March for a bit."

"May can I use your toilet?" I asked as I walked into the shop with her.

"Of course, you can, through that door on the right." She pointed to the back of the shop. I didn't want to use the toilet I wanted to know who Brenda was.

"The town clerk. She is the chief organizer of anything to do with this town and the admin of the local community page. She's not a gossipper Nicky, but still, watch what you say." She smiled. I thanked her and then went to the toilet just for show. I opened the door and was met with a wonderful view of the forest out back. A big family room with a kitchen to one side. The toilet was in the bathroom and it was perfect. March had done a great job on this place, so amazing. When I got back she was still in March's ear, he was blushing and I could see him being very resistant.

"But you have to do it this year March, I have no one else, and Nicky you will be doing it also, I won't take no for an answer."

"Doing what Brenda?" I had to ask.

"The annual calendar Nicky, men at work."

"I don't work." I laughed.

"Then you will be restoring your home, that's work."

"I suppose so what's it about if I may ask?"

"Annual calendar for the local sports clubs. We get local identities to pose semi-naked, all very tastefully done, with pants or shorts on. Then we sell them to make some money for the clubs that are struggling. March has been asked every year but doesn't seem to want to be out there. He is the most requested local to be in the calendar but also the most stubborn." I smiled at March and thought he would make the perfect model, but it's up to him I am not going to force him into anything, those days are gone for me.

"Nicky you are new to the area, but the folks are starting to request you be in it along with Ethan Wagner and Hank. We are running out of handsome men in this town please say you will do it?"

I didn't like to say I had experience in front of the camera, Matt had talked me into doing some shoots but it wasn't for me that was his thing.

"Can I ring you?"

"Of course, you can." She opened her bag and passed me a card with her phone number on it.

"I want to think about it some more."

"You do know it's for charity?"

"Yes, and I have seen the calendars some small towns do they aren't all that bad. They do raise plenty of money, when are you going to do it?"

"Soon Nick, we have a lot to do before now, and November that's when it comes out."

"Thank you for asking, and congratulations on the community page you run a tight ship."

"I try my hardest to keep it nice and normal, you wouldn't believe the comments I have to delete sometimes." I suppose it's almost a full-time job just doing the deleting.

"Well, you do a fine job Brenda well done."

She had to go and pick up something so we said our goodbyes and she left.

"Swim?" I looked at March.

"Soon Nicky I have to ring George to come to pick up his car."

"Is it nice?"

"A seventy-two Ford GTHO, original condition awesome car."

"Can I have a look?"

"Come on, see you May thanks." He almost dragged me across the road.

It was a special car, and worth a fortune. When he turned the engine his smile increased and I am sure he cracked a fat.

"You like cars don't you?"

"Yes Nicky, I love these old muscle cars but I have been known to fall in love with a mini too."

"Love minis, they are so cute."

"Do you want me to look under the chassis?"

"How much time have we got?" He looked at his watch and shook his head.

"He will be here in a few minutes damn."

"We go swimming then." I almost laughed but decided on a smile instead and a wonderful kiss.

While we waited I asked him why he hadn't done the calendar yet. He said he didn't like to put it all out there, he left it up to the local flashers.

"It's not that sort of calendar March, drop your overalls to your waist, the job is done, and no shaving either. They could do it in here, raw sex at work. You should do it, you will look awesome, and it is for charity." I smiled.

"I will only do it if you do Nicky you know more about that stuff than me."

"Okay we both do it, that will make Brenda's day."

"No lumps either." He smiled.

"Shorts only no lumps I promise." I kissed him again and May cleared her throat.

"George is coming up the road Nick, you better put it away." She laughed.

March started getting the car ready and backed it out the front, it suited him much better than that new truck he's been seen in lately.

"All okay George, humming like a bird, you will need to get it tuned at Ford soon, but for now it's near perfect."

"Thank you March and aren't you going to introduce me?"

"This is my friend Nicky Wilson, Nick George."

"That car is bloody beautiful, how long have you had it, George?"

"Since new Nick, she's my baby and not a scratch on her paintwork I almost placed her in storage when I got her so the miles are right down."

A tow truck arrived and he paid the bill, then it was towed back to his property to go back into storage again.

"He doesn't drive it?"

"No Nicky, it's worth a bomb he's saving it for his son, what he does with it is his business."

"Will he sell it"

"Yes he's a dumb idiot, I went to school with him and George knows he will sell it but there is no one else."

"Very sad, god it's hot in here."

"Give me five minutes, and it was near closing time, he had to wash up and put the roller door down. I will make him a sign to put on it `gone swimming' or I will have it made.

He drove down the hill and was careful where he parked it, no scratches and I noticed a few branches had been cut off the trees so he could park easily.

"Now where were we?"

"I believe I was about to give you some head." Everything fell off him and I started licking his awesome body while he stood there with a goofy smile on his face. I didn't miss out this time he was more than ready to join in on the festivities, a towel was placed on the ground and I was taken on all fours, he said later it was a fantasy of his. I didn't like that position because I couldn't see his eyes.

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