“So Mike, what is the wildest thing that have ever done driving in a car?” He turns quickly to look at me as I pull out of the lot quickly without...waiting for him to put his seatbelt on. He still hasn’t answered me so I decide to be wild and hit the gas. I have no fucking clue where I am or where I’m going but who cares, right? “I didn’t take you for the silent type. Okay well I will start then. I have driven with my shirt off.” I look at him and then pull my shirt over my head with quick. ." Yes," Dorthy replied. Almost whispering."Tired, and sleepy, and looking for a way to relax," the saleslady continued."I was..." Was she trying to remember something. The saleslady's eyes were so pretty. Her voice so soothing. She knew exactly how Dorthy felt, what she wanted... "Let yourself relax some more, because it feels so good," the saleslady continued. "Just let go and drift down. That's right. Your eyes are tired. Tired. Let your eyes close. Just for a moment."Dorthy's eyes seemed to. The attorney, Sr. Madiago sat silently after I explained my wishes to him. Finally he spoke.'What you desire to do will not be easy. While orphans and abandoned children are many, this country does not have a good care program for them. Normally a child such as Anita would go to orphanage, such as the one run by the church in Santa Rosa. There a person could adopt the child, though that is rare for any child especially one as old as Anita. Then there is the problem that you are a Gringo and. Going into the barn, they found Mistress Elizabeth waiting for them. "Good, Monica, and you have help. Heather is helping Karen suit up, and get settled. For the weigh in at nine, we won't bother with the tail, we'll just have it ready."Edward walked out of another stall and said "Mistress, Karen is prepared."From behind him came Heather. Jennifer smiled at her and waved a little. Heather smiled back and nodded. After competing with someone in a deep throat contest, they are either bitter.