" Shit, that sucks." So, I've been working with a couple of the guys who still live around here in the city. Brian and Phil. We're putting together a ...emorial service and a reunion of sorts for the old neighborhood." I quickly went through my calendar in my head."I'm in. Just tell me when and where. I'll be there. It's been too long anyway." Great, knew I could count on you." Who else do you have?" Well, me Brian, Phil of course. Kenny, Sal, Josh, Sandy, Carol, you remember Carol Sanders.". So on second morning driving across the Nullarbor we have fun cheering up every truck driver that goes past and by lunch time we had it worked out, as a truck comes towards us I flash my lights which gets his attention and Amy wearing only this sexy Playboy bra she leans forward close to the windscreen pulling her gorgeous tits out giving him clear view and 9 times out of 10 they’d honk and we’d know they saw making her horny as hell. Wasn’t long before she was down with her head bouncing up. Black, seamed stockings, high heels, and some kind of a corset made of soft leather straps and see through nylon. She had changed her make-up into a very slutty look, with a big, red mouth and dark lines around her eyes. She held her hands behind her back, which pushed her pretty breasts forward. VERY sexy."VERY sexy! Where on earth did you find that outfit?" I went to the hooker street behind the central railway station. There are some very special lingerie shops there. Do you like it?" I like. ”“Why don’t you try to explain it to me?”“It’s about fear of being hurt more than you already have been. It’s dreading going back into something where someone who has let you down has to be trusted again.”“It’s that bad is it?”“Yes, she’s been hurt and she doesn’t want to let it happen again. Most of it is fear but some of it is knowing that you have no control.”“You have control.”“You know that I don’t. You know that whatever I say or do, if you want to you will go back to him and there is.