I can try and track her down if you want.” She offered. Indian hot sex “Lindsey just needs time, I’m going to give her space.” I said now just feeling defeated. “Dale Anderson Motor Sports, we had a Chevelle from there last month,, poor girl in it was bawling her eyes out, I asked her about the car and she couldn’t talk about it.” That was hard to hear. I drove straight to the emergency room. “That’s bullshit Dale, Why do you do this to yourself? When we got to the door she still didn’t look at me to my relief. I carried her to bed, and just watched her sleep. I left at two in the morning and headed out. I pulled her in, kissed the top of her head and said good night. How did I let everyone convince me that what we had was wrong and not in Lindsey’s best interest? And watched as cars came and went. She started back to her car. I took ten stitches to the back of my head and four to my cheek.
