New car...

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I've been wanting a new car for a while, mainly due to an incident that involved the gearstick. I just struggle to sit in that car comfortably without having such flashbacks of that incident. (Lets just say I ended up in hospital, and my husband had to replace the gear stick cover. A thorough anal examination I did not want.)

Kakarot had joked about getting a limo for more room in the back. Of course he mentioned this in front of our eldest, who thought we meant we could carry more passengers, and not what his dad was hinting.

So, we strolled through one of the car sales looking at each car. There was one that had taken our interest, well...mostly mine as Kakarot was more interested in the different car scents. I hate them personally, especially the pine tree one. Who the fuck decides to make their car smell of pine trees?

Kakarot made a remark how it's "very pine" I still said no to that scent.

Anyway, Kakarot was staring in awe at one particular car. The car salesman offered an hours test drive with the words 'enjoy it just like any couple'. Kakarot asked for us to have at least two hours test drive, which the car salesman gave him a look as if to tell him exactly where to go...

Moving on, we parked the car somewhere secluded. Kakarot was eager to ...well try things out inside the car. I explained how we can't as we will end up making a mess. Kakarot then suggested we do it on the hood of the car, that way the inside stays clean. What a brilliant idea I thought as I was then on my  knees on the hood of the car. It somehow ended up with Kakarots leg going through the windscreen.  We returned the car to the now shocked salesman who asked what happened, as he brushed his finger along some white substance that clearly wasn't from us. Kakarot was about to open his mouth, I chose to save him the trouble of answering by simply stating we had hit a squirrel. The salesman glared at us both and ranted how we have to buy it now. So, we have a car that I didn't really want, and I've paid for the windscreen to be fixed. Kakarot made the comment how he believed the shopping trip was successful. I learned not to ever take that man shopping with me again.

On another note- the sex was great.

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