Then, he saw the Conestoga wagon right in front of him with the damaged wheel sitting forlornly off to the side like some sort of symbol about the dan...ers of not maintaining a wagon in the wilderness. All he saw was a bunch of females ranging from an old woman in a silly rocking chair to a frayed and worn-out motherly type wearing her dress tied up high for comfort and her shapely white legs right out in the open and not acceptable at all in decent society. It might be fine for little ones not. "Ten feet in front of my car, Laurie danced for me. I remember Billy Joel playing on the radio. I remember her perfect white breasts quivering just a little as she slowly pulled the t-shirt over her head. I remember how her hips wiggled a few times as the faded cut-offs she shed inched down her firm thighs, finally falling in a small dark heap in the sand. I remember her hands, busy between her spread legs, one in front, the other behind, and how her dark hair fell to cover her face as her. Once inside, they faced make-up girls, fashion consultants, production assistants, and salesgirls all of them staring at the men with mysterious smiles on their faces. "OK, boys," said Trista, "we are going to make you beautiful." The men laughed nervously and glanced at each other. Some of them started to realize that this group was made up of the five thinnest bachelors. "What do you mean?" ask Jamie. "OK, I'll tell you the truth, here. We are going to make you over into beautiful ladies.. I got one more pad left that you can use but I am all out of tampons. Iguess we should dress and go get some more. Come on, sweetie." Julie, I am all red down here! And, I wanted to wear my white skirt andpanties," I pouted, with red stains on my fingers." Not today, you aren't! Here is my last maxipad. Unfold the wings so itwraps around your panties. That's it. Good girl. Now find some jeansand hurry. We need to get you some tampons quick before you have anaccident out in public."It.