"I'll tell you what: let me be the one. I'll start us off and you'll find that once we get started everything will be just fine and you two will take ...harge, take over, so to speak. What do you think about that idea?"Dead silence.We drove the rest of the way in that silence. She massaged his shoulders and hummed a tune. I had no idea what it was. None.Climbed the hill. Looking at that trailer on that slow ascent was fearsome. It was white with black trim. Looked damn foreboding as we'd left. I nodded to her and dropped my eyes right on her heaving bombs. She unbuttoned the top three buttons of her red blouse. Her pearls hungoff her bare, lightly freckled neck. I could see start of her cleavage. She then stopped. “No, I shouldn’t do this,” she said, looking panicked. Was this a set-up? Was Brown outside the door waiting to expel me if I do something stupid here?Mrs. Russo quickly moved around me to the door. I thought she was about to leave. But then I heard a click. She locked. "My goodness, you are snow white all over!" exclaimed Cindy, reaching out to scoop a white glob dangling from Snowie's chin.Snowie beamed, unable to hold back her excitement. She blurted out, "Well, one fell asleep as soon as he pulled his tiny pecker out, but the rest were so excited seeing me with my knickers pulled down, they wanked away at their little peckers and squirted their warm goo all over me. It turns out, although smallish in size, their little peckers have tremendous powers of. She wore it with a white cardigan and platform sandals. Her hair was down. Her attire and shy demeanor gave her a church girl or librarian vibe. I couldn't believe she was single and willing to pursue a long-distance romance. Either the guys in her town were insane or there was nobody who met her standards.We went to a small Italian cafe nearby. It wasn’t fancy, but it was charming. I ordered a light meal. I didn’t want to be sluggish after dinner. I wanted a bottle of wine to help us.