“Texas! What’s in Texas?” I nearly started to cry.“I got recruited by a big company out there. Besides it’s cheaper for me to live and I c...n get my own place sooner,” he replied trying to appeal to my logical side. That part of me had been pushed aside by the wanton urges I was having for him so I shouldn’t be surprised that I didn’t see the logic in his words. I didn’t want to see it but I had to put on a show of excitement so as to keep from breaking down in tears. My evening had been. .. or so I thought...I walk through the industrial area which is full of abandoned buildings, garbage dumpsters, graffiti and other unmentionable things, but I'm usually out of there in no time anyway. About halfway through the district, rain starts coming down hard and of course, since I had been rushing, I forgot my umbrella and decided to take shelter under one of the covered doorways. As I started ringing out my hair from the rain, I felt a large hand clamp over my mouth and I was dragged. Just to be sure, I read the instructions on the canning jars, and found that, in an attempt to protect itself from lawsuits and to please some anonymous department regulating our safety, the list of warnings, cautions and dangers was so long I almost put the tomatoes on the compost heap and went to the store for cans of the stuff. Danger: Jars are hot. Caution: Glass breaks. Warning: This pressure cooker could blow up.But being an all American boy/girl I patriotically decided to throw away the. ..' Monique chuckled and took another deep breath. 'Whats wrong Mo?' Todd heard her take a long sigh and became concerned. 'Nothing.' Monique said. Todd reached out his hand ad placed it on Monique's left thigh and slowly began to run his hand up and down. Focused on the road he began to move closer to Mo's dripping snatch. 'Mo? Do you got any panties on?' 'Uh uh, my grandma taught me and my sister to let it breathe at night, keep it covered in the daylight..' Mo chuckled at the thought of.