From the time she was a little girl Samantha’s dream was to manage her father’s business. Unlike her sisters who intended upon getting married and...have families, Sam had vowed to never fall in love with a man. She didn’t want anything to deter her from her ambition of running Sig’s and eventually developing it into a more successful enterprise. She had lovers along the way but found that too many men were interested in using and controlling her. By nature, she was a natural manager who knew how. Which interstate? I'm not telling! Let's just say it's within a few hours drive time from Washington, DC, if you start driving at the right time of day.The driveway up to the house meets the paved road on the other side of the hill. There's nothing about it or the dilapidated mailbox on the rusty pole beside it to distinguish it from any of the other farm driveways on the rural highway. What was the joke the "redneck" comedian told about directions to your home containing the phrase, "when you. Not long after Ursula cleans up does she leave the house and goes over to the neighbors. She’d pulled her suitcase from her car and selected a small skirt and shirt. She doesn’t aim to be provocative nor repressive. Her goal is to edge Mr. Kelly to make his move rather than just flirt. Secks assured Ursula that it wouldn’t take much for the old man before he pushed.This of course did nothing to ease the girl. She dealt with Mr. Kelly’s looks and flirtatious attitude the whole time she lived. ”With that answer she grabbed me pushed her fantastic body against mine and kissed me like I had never been kissed before, I’m not a virgin but have had very little experience with the girls in my year all sweaty fumbles, this was on a different level. She leaned hard against me as she pushed me up against the wall pinning me there.Her kisses intensified if they could, her tongue pushing into my mouth and playing with mine, and I don’t know how but I suddenly felt her hand inside my pants.