We should do something!? ?I don’t feel my legs, Paula. Don’t count on me. ? ?Yeah. Your legs are broken but we should crawl under the palms....The sun will kill us here.? ?I did enough damage. Leave me alone!? ?What do you mean?? Paula asked. ?I tried to crawl to you when you were unconscious. I crawled nearly fifty meters. Then something snapped in my back. I heard it. Nasty sound. I can’t wiggle my toes anymore,? Noel explained. ?You think your back is broken?? ?Yes.? . (Here, my dear reader, I have to mention that in Denmark cars are so heavily taxed, that we pay for three when we get one!) I'm sure you can persuade him to sell it to you at half price, cash. Send him a few images of rainy, Danish summers, and words like 'get rid of', 'too special', 'half price' - and you'll see him melt." Are you sure Mary will like such a car?" Am I sure? Let me tell you something, son. A woman would never buy a car like that! But if she gets it as a present, she'll love you. Her heart pounding, she stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. She smiled as she gazed at her reflection, eyes dropping down to her nipples, which were quite visible through the thin cotton fabric of her nightshirt.She lifted the bottom of her shirt and confirmed what she knew from the moment she woke up: her panties were soaked.Sighing, she rolled her panties down to her ankles and stepped out of them. Standing upright again, she looked down between her legs and asked, "You going to. It was a clear Saturday morning and as usual, at about 9 am, I was driving to work. Not far from home at the roundabout, I noticed this very cute-looking girl trying to cross in the middle of the road. I honked and waited for her to cross. It was not a busy morning for traffic was low. She looked up and smiled I waved at her and smiled. I noticed she was full-busted (my weakness for a good pair of boobs) and a body to match. I asked her if she wanted a lift and she waited for me to stop, so she.