She was learning on the fly, so to speak. What else would she come up with to surprise me? I went to bed and tried to think of anyone, anything but he....I awoke the next morning slowly, dreaming of her, naturally. And like most men on most mornings, I awoke with a rock hard woody to go along with my dream. Dreaming of her, and her incredibly tight cunt, was not what I needed to be doing in the morning, but since we don't get to choose our dreams, I allowed myself to enjoy the fantasy as I came. She obviously hadn’t been wearing her seat belt. I leaned in and choked back bile. Her legs were bent wrongly. White bone had torn through her pants below the left knee. Her hips seemed oddly askew, and blood pooled around her. I reached in and pulled some her brown hair from her bloody face so I could see her eyes. ‘Hello?’ I said stupidly. I held back the are-you-alright because she wasn’t. She was truly screwed. Her eyes opened slowly. I tried to smile. It would be what I wanted to see in. Not only that, butAnnie and I are going to play dressup with you anytime we want to. Do youunderstand. . .Barbie?" I hung my head and muttered "OK.." "And no more of this 'I won't do it' stuff," Annie said, "because youare going to do everything Tricia and I tell you to do. If you don't, youwill find copies of your picture hung up at school, but all over town aswell! Is that clear!" I said, "Yes, Annie, you have made yourself quite clear. I won't giveyou and Tricia any trouble.. I’m one of those guys who will sometimes make out I know less than I do because people who do know like to tell you things. They’ll call it teaching, and there is no doubt that you can pick up a lot, but really a lot of it is just massaging their egos. Whatever, the more you learn the better.I’d been there nearly a year when a small village pub wanted someone to take over their restaurant and I talked my way in. I was pretty successful there and I was very happy for a couple of years after.