Driven to Distraction
Chapter One
When the Barracuda brake lights dimly lit up and he turned into a driveway,
Blaina stopped in front of the house, watching as he pulled into the garage.
He lived in one of the older houses in the neighborhood, a single story home
painted beige with cream accents with matching fifties-style decorative rock
facing. The lawn was simple and well-maintained. An extra garage had been
tastefully added on, turning the standard two-car garage home into a car lover's
dream-room for a workshop and four cars.
As if she wasn't already panting for the guy.
Blaina grabbed the gaudy pink sex shop bag off the passenger seat and pushed the
ten-inch vibrator out of the way, revealing a box of multicolored condoms.
Ripping the box open, she took in the rainbow of rubbers-red, blue, yellow,
green, purple ...
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