He’d not noticed that he was no longer alone in the farmhouse. ****************** Raleigh, North Carolina— July 1, 1941 Lula stood on the porch tr...ing in vain to suppress her anger. Her efforts were not fruitful. Emitting the white-hot heat of her rage from virtually every pore, she watched silently as the beat-up old ford truck ambled up the driveway, kicking up clouds of dust in its wake. The two had been gone almost three hours and it was nearly lunchtime. How long did it take that heifer. A lot of old surveys were still in imperial.Mary dropped the ute into second gear and drove at a constant pace across the floodwaters and out the side. She changed gears and put her foot down. They were soon racing the last twenty klicks into town. It was one smooth ride, and the motor sure did purr.Mary wasn’t light-footed on the accelerator either. She knew every twist and turn and when to slow down. She didn’t drive like a granny. She pushed the car, and it responded as if it knew what she. After midnight, when we’d kissed everyone and wished them a happy new year I walked into the garden where Lucy was.As we sat down having a cigarette she was telling me about herself. Donna was in the kitchen talking to three blokes, they were having a right laugh and she was flirting in her own special way having consumed quite a drop of Scotch. After a half hour she said “I need the toilet” and Chris, the guy she’d originally eyed up showed her where it was.When she came out of the bathroom. I went and got it from car and headed back to caravan on knocking on door louisa walked out still in boots and jeans but now with a black leather basque on held in place by 3 buckles, she was holding a burlesque mask and handcuffs, she looked at me and asked did I mind taking some pics of her in woods to send to her husband who was working, fuck me I thought and said of course, she replied but you have to be good and not touch and laughed we walked into the wooded area , I asked what did she.