.. girl, car, drug dealer, in that order.Ok, maybe drug dealer is first now. I never bought drugs. Charley seemed to always handle that. Beer, weed, (...r oregano) ... I just hand over my allowance to him.“You got any money?” she asks innocently as young, hot girls do.“Ah, yeah, sure, some.”I don’t even wait but pull the crinkled twenty out of my pocket. It was supposed to last a week. I suspect it’s going away now. I hand it to her. She looks at it quickly, eyes back on the road, smiles and says. She unfolded it and started to pull it over herself, then offered one corner of it to me. "If you're cold too," she said."Yeah, a little, I guess," I whispered.We both scrunched into our seats, kind of but not really facing each other, and she closed her eyes. I sank back into the zoned-but-not-really sleeping state that I'd been in for the last hour.And then I felt her hand on my leg, under the blanket.I looked over at her but her eyes were still closed. There was a faint smile, though. Was. The resort specializes in honeymoon packages…She told me she will change and come. Meanwhile, I also changed into my comfy clothes. Just a shorts and a sandow vest. Ohhhhh my god… When she came out of the bathroom she was wearing a black satin nighty just till her upper thighs. Her boobs shape was clearly visible and the tattoo just above the right boob was the perfect seducer…. I wanted to hug her immediately ….But my gentlemanly instincts stopped me… I just decided to be patient and go. I sat it back down and picked up another piece.That bitch zapped me! The breast flew up in the air, tongs hit the sneeze guard, and I let out a yelp while my elbow twitched. “What the hell!” I protested, grabbing my arm to rub the numbness away.“Told you to hurry.” she snapped, and walked away, tapping a cattle prong against her leg.“Tough ain’t she?” a female voice noted rhetorically.I turned to a fry cook, leaning on the counter, looking up at me from the other side of the food bin. “Bitch is.