‘Do you have any suggestions?’ ‘It depends on what she likes. We have a wide assortment of candy, and I can put a box together for you if none o... our pre-packed boxes appeal to you.’ Though she hoped he would take a pre-packed so she wouldn’t have to be here any longer than necessary. ‘We also have flowers, though if you want to wait till Valentine’s Day to give them to her I’d recommend buying them that day so they don’t wilt in the meantime.’ ‘I’m not sure she’d like flowers, but candy. Then she reached down and opened the purse which was lying at her feet. She pulled out her glasses and put them on, then stood looking at me, not smiling or speaking. Just waiting. I held my hand out, palm up, and made a lifting motion with my fingers. She looked around quickly to make sure there was no one nearby, then reached down, grasped the hem of her dress with both hands and slowly lifted it until her panties, and then her stomach, and then finally her bra were revealed. Her underwear. It seemed like he was almost quivering with anger. His pants were shredded from my shotgun load of rock salt and bacon rind. And I could see that he was favoring his left leg.And finally, there was Mr. Big, the leader of the pack. He was trail worn. Dusty, dirty, obviously tired. They must have traveled all night to get to the cabin. So, I knew they had to be exhausted.I could see the hate and anger in his eyes and hear it in his voice. But because his hands were empty, I knew that his piece. Whether or not they thought she was inappropriately dressed for a woman of her age and weight, they couldn't take their eyes off her and everything that was on show. I particularly loved watching the reaction of the younger lads. You could see them thinking they shouldn't be finding what they regarded as an old slapper a turn-on, yet they couldn't help themselves. She stood next to them, swaying slightly. One lad immediately put his arm round her waist, saying: you look like you could.