No. She was close to having enough cash to leave, so she took out the black silk short-shorts, the pink cut off t-shirt that said "The Playful Pussy" ...nd grabbed the knee-high black silk socks and threw them into her backpack. The piece of shit stalled twice, and Amber made a point to count the mailboxes she saw as she drove towards Dallas. At least there seemed to be four or five families living along the drive – she’d be able to get help if the car died .The car finally died. Amber couldn’t. .. He would be very angry with me, and I need this job.. XOXO Debra " I showered and made my way to the dining room.. Debra was on the serving line. She waved me over, and took my plate . “What will you have? – it's my treat.” I chose hot cakes and bacon , with coffee. She served me an extra hot cake and 2 extra strips of bacon.. I sat down to eat and she brought my coffee over. “ Have you many appointments today?” “That depends on Stanley. I giving him notice today. I've been. As I was moving I caught a mischievous look in Em’s eye, and knowing that I was trying to manoeuvre myself to my clothes and not exactly being able to move fast, she darted towards them, gathered them up shoving them into my back swung herself into the branch of a tree overhanging the pool. Of course there was absolutely nothing I could do to follow her that would not involve exposing myself so I just stood there pleading while she laughed.“aww come on Em, It’s not funny”“Oh yes it is” she was. Bonnie’s lashes fluttered as she thought quickly. Would it be rude to offer him money? Maybe he’d like some potato chips? “Stupid, Bonnie! Stupid!” she harangued herself, “You know what he wants.” She couldn’t give him a ride, though, not this stranger. She just couldn’t. He walked up to her. There was a daunting deliberateness to his stride. Her mouth hung open for a pregnant pause before she finally started to say, “I… uh?” The man walked past her and towards the open road. Bonnie.