‘You almost wrecked us over a damn snake?’ He was grinning like mad, holding the snake. ‘Aw, I knew you were too good a rider to hit me. Look at...this bad boy, don’t he look great?’ ‘I’m sure he’s quite lovely as far a snakes go. What are you gonna do with it?’ ‘I’m gonna put it in a terrarium. My wife and kids will love it.’ I wasn’t so sure about that. Plus, most black snakes grow to six feet or longer. It better be a big terrarium. I opened a saddlebag for him and he stuffed the snake inside.. Rose spent some extra time cleaning her long nails. She admired their perfect length. They were long enough that she could paint any design she wanted on them, but short enough that they wouldn't break easily.Sighing, she knew she couldn't procrastinate forever. Slowly, she reached up and touched the upper slope of her tits, her fingers brushing against her flesh. It felt safe. Applying a bit more pressure, she washed just the upper half of her rack without incident. She was relieved.She looked. There were 18 other families in the building so aside from a quick once over, he had never given Maria that much thought before. Now laying in the darkness, Jimmy began to become impatient for her to appear. He hoped that his slight delay in acting on the appearance of her light hadn't caused him to miss her. He removed the small pair of binoculars he kept hidden beneath the mattress and trained them into her apartment. Even on the best nights, he would only get a quick look at her.The first. “Dallas,” I replied.“What are you doing out this way?” she pressed.“Business trip,” I replied.“Heading home?” she asked.“Yes,” I replied.She made a quirky face and then asked if I was married.“Yep,” I replied.“Happily married?” she pressed. It was not a series of questions I had expected.“It’s OK,” I replied. I gazed at her left hand for the sign of a wedding band. Not seeing one, I asked, “Are you married?”“No,” she replied. “Guys out here are hard to find.”Putman, I learned, was a ghost town.