But what I wasn't used to seeing, was a nude woman hanging suspended from one of the massive support beams in the ceiling. Bella stood off to one side...expectantly. She was dressed in skin-tight leather, black leather with cut outs for her breasts, which were bare. But beyond that, she was pretty well covered from the neck on down, completing the ensemble with tall laced boots giving her additional height, and something of a rather frightening countenance.As for Doreen, she was hanging there. I asked her where to and she said just drive around so that we can talk.She wished me a happy birthday and I started driving. We drove to the city and back and I told her I would like to go for another round and she said she was ok with that. I was enjoying the talks with her.After driving a few km, I asked her if I can stop the car on the side so that we can have a more comfortable chat. She agreed and I pulled over on the side.It was not a crowded area and the vehicles only passed. In fact, if that would have been the case, he could have taken care of the problem last night or at least this morning and we wouldnt be having this conversation. I just couldnt leave him like this, I felt bad for him, but I felt even worst knowing that it was mostly my fault. So, I slowly reached down and wrapped my hand around it in one motion. He just grabbed my wrist and said: What are you doing? You cant touch me there! Well, youre not going to do it and I cant leave you like this,. Betty opened the door and felt the blast of air conditioning like a cold shower. It was the single luxury they would not do without. She had never adapted to the desert, despite having moved there ten years ago when her husband found the land near his old Marine buddy Bobby. Bobby had tried to take care of them as best he could since the truck accident.Terry got up off the couch, wearing a sweat soaked tee shirt and shorts. "Hi Mom, I made you ice tea. Are you hungry?"Betty hugged her son. They.