"So this is the rust bucket Dennis talks about?" Ellie
"Uh-uh,honey," I uttered. "You better watch what you say about her. She's real sensitive."
"We haven't kissed yet,have we?" purred, snuggling close to me.
I pulled Christine over to the side of the road. Ellie sat on my with her arms around my neck. She then pressed her lips onto mine, moaning softly. The only thing I wondered in my head was how Christine would feel about this. Would she ever try to kill Ellie?