I was afraid to laugh any harder since Vlad convinced me to wear the red dress. I gave in only after the half bottle of Russian vodka, which did no go...d at all."Holy shit Miss Maxine how did you get that scar on the back of your shoulder." Some asked it from across the bar.'"Guy in Georgia gave it to me. I didn't even know I had it tell I was in South Carolina. We was scared and runnin' so hard. They was mighty pissed and right behind us. Damn I was young back then." So tell me all about. Speaking of the ranch, you need to seehow wonderful it is. I've arranged for you to tour the ranch tomorrow. Isuggest that Julie stay here with me while you're touring because of herstill weak stomach while you're looking at Eden." Eden? Isn't that a little presumptuous to name a ranch?" Eden is a paradise where two people..a man and a woman...started their ownworld. This was your father's and my paradise. After you've had time to lookat it a little closer, you'll know why we chose to call this. A look of disdain reflected back at her from the monitor, Kat had never really wrapped her head around that one before and thus obviously had never tried it.With a sigh she rested her chin on her palm and began to flick through these anal stories, wondering what the hell the big deal was. Admittedly she mostly skimmed through the stories, honestly not wanting to give them much of a chance. By about the fourth story she was a wee bit interested in how many of the stories featured women achieving. Her flimsy nylon panties came next, followed by first one stocking and then the other, a garter belt, a pair of low-heeled shoes. The clothing lay scattered around the room where Kathy opened the bottom drawer of her bureau where she kept her seldom-worn clothes, most of which were Christmas presents from Art and a little too daring for her taste, and pulled out last year's present--a see-through nylon nightie that graced the wisps of her pubic hair, so short was it.She pulled it over her head.