She was what most considered a fat girl, but despite the common stigma associated with the description, Samantha was confident and comfortable with he... body. She was the cutest doll with a round 5’4’’ plump figure, and a fashion sense that could knock anyone on their feet. After going to class and working the grave shift at her mundane job, a late night cup of coffee was all a girl could ask for. So she drove down to the local café to get herself the largest luscious latte she could get.. . .’ She bit her lip, then zipped into her room. You’re nuts, completely nuts, she thought as she threw a change of underwear and clothes into a bag. She continued berating herself as she grabbed a toothbrush. You hardly know him. He could be a pervert. A gorgeous pervert who kisses like a dream, but a pervert none the less. She zipped up the bag, compromised by telling herself she could always change her mind about the hotel, and went back out. Dom was at the end of the hallway, near the door,. “Okay, honey, that sounds like fun, you two enjoy yourselves, and we’ll see you in a couple of hours. No, no, the girls are fine. They had their showers, and they’re just hanging out playing,” I said to my wife on the other end. I turned to the girls and related that their aunt and mother were going to see a movie and have dinner after the show. Both girls smiled up at me. Beth said, “Good for us!” and Mary nodded in agreement. The girls tore open the bag, eagerly unwrapping each toy. There was. Ethel hated to leave at the end of her week's visit, but she knew that she had to if she was ever going to satisfy her vendetta against the Charley Wilson gang. Ethel headed back to Mayberry in hope of receiving some good news when she got there. It seemed to her, from all that she had been able to learn about them, that the gang was laying low. Could they be hiding from her?There were four men left from the original six murderers and rapists, so they should not be afraid of her if they stuck.