”“Yeah,” Deena said. “You know how many people just WISH they’d be doing what we’re gonna do?”“I know,” I admitted. “Bill, I’ll ...e okay.”He squeezed my hand. “I know you will. You and me, we climb mountains together.”We landed in Alabama. This time I paid just a little more attention to that big yellow and blue airplane. It was pulled off the side of the runway, a tanker truck full of chemicals being pumped into it. The pilot was hitting a bottle of soft drink while they loaded him. It’s a BIG. She looked back once, smiling. Then she went out. Caroline wondered if she really did have a date with a Doberman. Did she actually arrange such things in advance? That seemed more wicked than if they just happened on impulse. A girl with a hot cunt was liable to do things that she would never do if her cunt wasn't hot, and arranging to fuck a dog seemed a cold-blooded sort of depravity. Still, Caroline had to admit that she had come over with that in mind, hoping that it would work out that. “You come to the front door of the apartment. I am in apartment 301. There is a big panel at the front door. With your elbow, push button 301. I will buzz you in. Come inside, the elevator is on the right. Get in, and with your elbow, push 3. When you get out, I’m on the left ... With your elbow, hit my doorbell.”“Grandma, that sounds easy, but, why am I hitting all these buttons with my elbow?... “What ... You’re coming empty handed?”Wise Italian GrandfatherWhy Italian Fathers and Grandfathers. ‘Take it out for a spin!’ His mother chirped. Drake obliged, grinning even wider as the engine purred to life. He backed out of the driveway and sped down the road. He hit the back-country highway, wanting to test out the new car. He raced down the road, twisting and turning. He laughed out loud, reveling in the wind coursing through his dark brown hair. There was no traffic- a newer super highway had made sure of that. He dodged around the potholes, driving on both sides of the road. There.