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Originally Posted by stiv837
I'm not sure how many payments it took to pay off her garage bill because this was from before we were a couple . It must have taken a while, my wife had very low paying jobs when she was younger, it wasn't till i paid for her to go to school that she finally started earning some real money. I do know that she bought the vega from a local used car dealership, that is still in business today, and they are still known for selling lemons. Sadly the the guy who owned the garage died about fifteen years ago. His garage was torn down and there is now a fast food place where it used to sit. I think she paid a little over a thousand dollars for the vega, thats about nine hundred and ninety nine dollars to much.
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I had a similar experience. Back in my 20's I was living in LA and had a female roommate. She worked in the same office as me and we both wanted to get an apartment by the beach but we couldn't afford it individually but together we could afford a small 2 bedroom. Finances were tight for both of us. Fortunately, I had an older but pretty reliable car but my roommate has a 5 year old 280Z which was always breaking. I think it broke every couple of months or so. For the first year I could never figure out how my roommate could afford fixing it. I found out when one Saturday she called me and asked if I could drive her to mechanic to pick up her car. Usually she had her sister drive her. I agreed and picked her up at the apartment. I almost lost it when she came out to get in the car. My roommate was very attractive, athletic and had big boobs. She cam out in a really short skirt, 4" heals and a tight button up sweater and obviously didn't have bra on since her tits were bouncing all over the place. She saw my look when she got in and gave the steel eye looked and told me not to say a word. I just drove to the garage. She got out without saying a word. It was around 7pm when I dropped her off and the garage was in an industrial part of West LA so there was nobody around. I decided to park the car and see what was going on with my roommate. It took me about 15 minutes before I got back to the garage. It was a small operation and the mechanics already gone but the main door was open so I walked in. I had already come up with a story in case I was caught walking around. When I got in I saw the office light was on and sneaked over and looked through the main window which overlooked the main floor. I saw my roommate lying on across a small desk with her skirt pushed up to her hips and her sweater off. She was sucking off what I later learned was the boss on one side and fucking the lead mechanic on the other. I watched for about 10 minutes until both guys had shot their loads. My roommate stood up and started putting her sweater on. The boss stopped her and told her that the bill was over 1 grand that she hadn't even started to work it off. He told her that they were going back to his house and party for awhile. He had some friends who wanted to meet her and he laughed. My roommate just had a blank stare on her face. He said the mechanic would drive her over and that he would drive her 280Z over. I ran out of the garage and went back to the apartment. My roommate didn't get home until 1am. The next day when she was getting ready to go to the beach I innocently asked her what she did the night before and she said that after picking up her car she went clubbing with some of her friends. Yeah, right. I noticed when she was putting on her wrap over her bikini that there was some bruising showing up not only on her tits but also in her inner thighs.
This went on for about another six months with her car breaking down every couple of months. Around this time she started seriously dating a guy who she eventually married. One day she showed up driving a beater Datsun. I asked her what was up and she said that she couldn't afford the 280Z anymore.