We drive in silence apart from the music playing on the CD player. “There’s only one thing peculiar and it’s not disappearing ladies underwear” Laura shouted laughing as I went back upstairs. “True, I haven’t seen your tits or your fanny, but I’ve always wondered what it was all about”. “Nope, but seeing as you’re here can you steady these steps? “Well I can see Gemma isn’t wearing them, but she could have taken them, she’s sitting there quiet, with a somewhat guilty look. We’re heading along the motorway from the northeast of England where we live towards the county of Lincolnshire which is further down the east of the country. “And I’m going to take my jeans and knickers off, I feel overdressed”. “Really?”
“Nope, I haven’t had a fuck for about 3 months, since I split up with my ex”. I wasmasked to drive down in the van, then Gemma was giving the task (or volunteered?) of handing the paperwork into the solicitors and estate agents.
