Dirty Randy Married Man…Sandra.
I looked across at her pretty face and snatched a look at her breasts outlined in my shirt.
Part One: 2010 slipped into 2011 without incident; it was, however, a strange year. With my workshop knowledge, I was promoted to Bus and Coach supervisor and given various roles from engineering to driver training, and my hours varied. I bought an old van that I converted to a sort of camper and bought a seven-seater. Ellen, my wife, took on some home-based catalogue work but kept on her full-time job, and we had the pro...