Something in me has changed.   I am not the same person that went to bed last night and woke up this morning.   I again orgasm hard.   It is like I raging forest fire has been ignited.   An I cannot put the fires off.    I am so sensitive right now.   Glad that I don't have to work the pedals.     Yes the pedals,    driving or precisely steering the car.    It is what I focus on when we park it in the parking garage, the car.<br/><br/>Climbing out of the car,  as Jack opens the door.   I stand on unsteady legs, that tremble.    He undoes his seat belt.   Then reaches and hands me the two twenties I earned.   Telling  me I know what to do.  I take and stuff them up my pussy.   In which I moan and nearly trigger another orgasm.    Remember I told you I am over sensitive.   That hasn't change with me getting out of the car.<br/><br/>Suddenly I realize my bra is still unclasped.   It is sagging, as it been shifted around.   When   Jack fondled and played with my breasts and nipples.   Which are still like little pointers now because of that.   With out thinking,   I slip the bra off and pull it out from under  my blouse and toss it into the car.   No don't toss it into the car.  As I suddenly realize the clasp is broke.   Not one good with repair.    I look around for a garbage container.   So I can toss the bra.