. Nothing,” she said. “Nothing at all. I’m starved! Let’s eat.”Three hours later Bob’s Peterbilt was parked on a grassy corner, across the...street from the local mall. They had parked in the mall lot first, but had been run off by mall security, who said they didn’t have a permit. Later, when the same mall guard showed up wanting to buy a pumpkin, his cost mysteriously went up to three times what he would have paid for it if they’d never seen him before. Bob had stuffed over a hundred pumpkins. Another man came near our car. He looked at my boobs and said ”so beautiful woman” and then got inside the car. They said where are we going.driver said to farmhouse., we will have fun”. I knew about this plan all along, but pretended as if I don’t know anything. Only driver knew I am aware. The man was not his uncle but a car mechanic he knew and another one was his friend who is very naughty. Before entering the car he inserted his hands inside and felt my boobs. I pinched his hands, get. Their walk was now almost in what seemed to be an alcove. The tall, dark brick walls were on both sides of them and the waning light outside now was vanishing as they walked further toward the doors.She picked up her pace to a jog as she ran ahead. She quickly pushed her face up against the glass of the door on the right. This gave him a perfect view of her from behind. Even though there was limited light, her ass looked fabulous in those jeans. He couldn't help having these thoughts. He went. "What are you talking about?" asked Greg Gahn, who had been assigned once again to the role of tour manager. "You guys look great. This is the look your fans are expecting of you."No one answered him, which was the usual response to any statements made by him.There were no fans out in the audience today, at least not in the strict sense of the word. This was a dress rehearsal, the first of six such events scheduled before they headed for Miami and the first date of the The Thrill of Doing.