Whilst there was nothing wrong with her body, I would have described her face as being rather plain. But when she flashed that wicked grin of hers, sh... appeared undeniably sexy – something which was definitely enhanced by her new look. 'Thanks. I'm still getting used to it but I think I'll keep it for a while.' 'You should. It suits you. What did Stan think about it?' 'You know, I don’t think he's noticed,' she frowned. 'If he has, he's never mentioned it.' 'Well, never mind,' I shrugged.. I was wearing my usual skimpy t-shirt and tight shorts, and it felt kind of funny getting into our small delivery pickup truck and going out in public that way. But since Carlos’ shop is only two blocks away, it only took me a couple of minutes to get there.I walked into the shop with the box of parts and Carlos was standing at the door to his office waving me to bring the parts over to him. Several of the mechanics were staring at me as I walked through the garage and entered his office. I. And I couldn't help but feel that I'd played a part. I hadn't tried very hard to break through that wall she'd erected between us. If I had, would she have gone to such an extreme? If we'd been able to resurrect our friendship, would things have been different - for both of us? Guilt piled upon the disappointment and despair.The days blurred into months, the months into years. There was no joy, no happiness, no satisfaction, only the constant ache of being out of place. I began to doubt. It’s usually not what uptown girls like you expect.-I love dogs and horses, and I don’t mind getting dirty!“You don’t know what you are getting yourself into” he thought. He would take her and make her his slave. After all, she was asking for it. She kept flirting with him, and he knew all she wanted was his money. She had four ex-husbands, got their houses and sold them for the cash. And each of them was paying her alimony. She was a real slut, and he would show her how to behave. He led her.