Thewhite blouse had short puffy sleeves with a high collar supporting alarge floppy red bow. Nylons were on his smooth shaven legs and his feetwere st...apped into a pair of red open toed three and a half inch heels,with each toe decorated with a little stand-up bow. His medium long hairhad been permed and combed into a very girlish style. He had beentightly corseted and was wearing a very prominent padded bra. His nailswere painted bright red, his eyebrows had been plucked into very thinarches. I wasn’t sure if it was the cold that was making me shake or the thought of getting next to her naked body. I looked down and saw her staring up at me, “Hurry up and take those wet shorts off, too! The only way we’re going to survive this night is with our body heat.” I knew that she was right. We were both experienced enough to know how to survive and, at this altitude, I knew that the temperature would drop into the teens, or lower, by midnight. I quickly slid my wet shorts off and tossed. . Lunch time came and I went to me Ms. Kari. I got a table at the restaurant and waited. Just about the time I figured it was a joke or that she had stood me up, I see a red shirt flash by the front window. Then she walked in. To say I was pleased would be an understatement. I waved at her, and she came over and we introduced ourselves and she sat down. She was about 5'2", 125 pounds, red hair, about a D cup and 23 years old. I think you can fill in the rest.I became a little nervous, but she. At any rate, Blake sold Julian on the belief that it was too hard on me to be working with everything that had happened to him, Julian, and that he needed to let me off the hook as it were. And, the truth is that Blake did not lie; it has been hard on me to work given my constant concern for my man,” she said.“I know. I was there; it was hard for you to stay focused on groceries and customers all the time.”“Yes, for sure,” said Ava.“Ava, I know that a lot of women have the same tragic problems.