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“What is that?”, Daniel asks looking down at a peculiar long mane of hair in the passenger footwell.

“It’s Suzie’s ponytail hair extension,” Diane confirms taking a quick look from the driver’s side.

“You remember, she borrowed the car last week,” Diane continues.

Diane thinks no more of it and concentrates on her driving. She is taking her hubby, Daniel to Miami airport and they were already running late.

Daniel tosses the long red bundle of hair onto the back seat, sits back, and relaxes before his flight to Boston and pending work waiting for him when he arrives at his Massachusetts office.

“What the fuck, is that?” Daniel says looking down at the footwell again.

He picks up a wet rubbery mess and examines it. Diane also takes a quick look and almost swerves the car.

“Shit, Dan. It’s a used condom,” Diane shouts.

“Fucking hell, Suzie has been having sex and having it in the car? She’s twenty.”

“You and I had sex way before I was twenty,” Diane says trying to calm her husband.

“That was different. I am going to phone her, this isn’t on, Diane.”

“Babe don’t call her. Let me drop you off and I’ll speak to her when I get home. We are already running late, and you can’t have a proper conversation about this on the cell.”

“Fuck, Di, Ok, but this is not on,” Daniel winds down the window and throws the condom out.

Sonny Dayton is taking his latest squeeze, Sylvie to Miami airport. She is an air hostess and is flying to Seattle this evening. ...

... He keeps in good shape and is an attractive older man with a full head of grey hair. At almost fifty, Sonny is rich and with already three costly divorces behind him, he is focusing on just having some fun normally with twenty-somethings half his age.

Sylvie Sass is twenty-six and has long red hair and a banging figure. She has been spending a few frequent stopovers in Miami with Sonny. She lives in New York and when Sonny was there on business, they would often hook up in the ‘Big Apple’ too. Sylvie is an unusual exotic creature and as well as being an air hostess, is an escort and enjoys pleasures of the flesh, she knows her craft. Sonny paid her well and lavished her with gifts, clothes, lingerie, heels, and jewellery.

They, of course, fucked a lot, twenty-two times Sonny kept a mental note, although he wasn’t sure why.

Suddenly a filled condom comes flying out of the SUV in front and splatters on the windscreen of Sonny’s red Porsche 911.

“Is that what I think it is?” Sylvie asks.

“Fuck me, a rubber. Those crazy fuckers in front are shagging,” Sonny says.

He switches on the windscreen wipers, but all that does is split the condom and smear the semen across the windscreen. Slightly disgruntled by the incident, Sonny speeds up behind the SUV as they enter the airport.

“I wish you had a bigger car to fuck in,” Sylvie says smiling.

Sonny looks over at Sylvie in her flight attendant outfit, blue suit, white shirt with a red scarf tied around her neck. ...