Drawing on the Dark Side of the BrainChapter 36 Back to Class
Eva literally bounced in her seat all the way back home. As soon as she was in the car and it was warm, she shed her jacket and sweatshirt. Her bouncing in just the bikini top was distracting from my driving. “I can’t believe you got me ten hours of flying time for my ‘performance’ that weekend! I love you!” “You’ll have to work nearly thirty to earn them,” I laughed. “Do you know what that works out to as an hourly wage? More than you make at the grocery story, for sure! Jett, I just...