Her normal perfectly coiffed blonde hair was done a bit wilder and hermake up much more glamorous than usual. She had on a white halter topdress that...looked to be about as short as mine. The center openingleft nothing to the imagination as her breasts practical fell out ofthe oval cut in the dress. We began to move to each other and heldhands. ?You look incredible Jen,? I whispered, and we leaned in toshare a kiss, before we were stop by Katie.?Enough of that you two. You can look at each. "I'm going to show you, not tell you," I said, thinking that no matter how transfixed I was on the softness of his mother I would not have settled on just telling him what was in store for him. "Come on, let's go," I said, beginning to run.Josh didn't budge, continuing to lean against the fence. I stopped, turned and walked back to him. He watched me, a mixture of curiosity and amusement in his eyes. I stared into his eyes, changing the amusement to fear. "Get over here!" He jumped and moved to. The gas pumps were old and dusty. You could tell that noone came to this gas station much. The store itself looked like something out of a horror film. I had the feeling that when I walked in, I wasn't going to come out. The inside of the gas station looked much better than the outside. It didn't look like a store you would come into on a daily basis. The man standing behind the register was tall, dark, and handsome. His eyes were dark. His hair was black and neat, as if he was going to a. Okay.As we listened to the country artists sing and entertain us I drank three bottles of beer and I bought four double shots of Scotch Whiskey for her. I was more than willing to get her drunk and see if I could take advantage of her. Leslie was about my age and she looked very good. Her hair was up on top of her head, she was wearing big hoop earrings, and her makeup looked professional. Her red blouse was just low enough in the front to allow me glimpses of her white lace bra. Her skirt had.