This is a confession/retraction of years of denial. Several years ago, I knew a hot, blonde, British woman named Tina who owned a local business. Most women in business accused her of sleeping her way to the top, as she was very sucessfull and well-known. Being so well-known, however, has it's drawbacks. Tall, gorgeous, sexy Tina hit not one, but two, parked cars in the business district one evening, prompting a call to me for help. She knew who's cars they were, and also wasn't fond of the local police, who'd hit on her all the time. In short, I was her only help that night. "Hey, Luv, it's T-ina" she said. "I'm in a bit of a pickle downtown..Can you put me up for the night?" she asked, to my YES. Arriving at my townhouse, I let her in and Tina explained what happened and how she couldn't go home b/c her husband was on her about mistakes and bad driving. She just needed a place to stay the night and figure things out. We talked a bit, had a few drinks, and I suggested calling the cops myself, as a witness, but not recalling the car that hit the others. It helped that I knew two cops who'd help me (but likely not Tina). I did so, they checked it out, and found the cars gone. Any reports would be on the insurance company, as "nobody saw it". In other words, my cop buddy left me out of it. And Tina benefitted. To relax, Tina had unbuttoned part of her thin white top, presenting a sexy amount of deep cleavage. As we chatted and she thanked me for getting her out of trouble, the rest of her clothes came off. "The stories, luv, aren't true about me sleeping my way..But tonight, it's going to be" she calmly stated, taking my hand. "You need to be properly thanked for what you did..You helped me, now I'll pay you back..Or leave marks on it". Her husband never knew about the car accidents OR my nailing his wife until late the next morning. Sorry, Jim!