Her breasts were average sized and he found her very attractive. Then he wondered what Ginger thought of her. It wasn't long before he had his answer....Excuse me," the woman said, "would you happen to have a light?" Ginger fished her lighter from her purse and with a trembling hand, handed it to the woman who lit her cigarette. Drawing in a lungful of smoke and then exhaling, the woman said, "Thank you. I haven't seen you here before, are you new in town?" Yes, I am." Ginger replied and more. She'd smiled and rolled over when I told her I was planning something special for her birthday.I knew that she was perhaps drinking and partying a bit much but this was Ramona after all. When we first met she was anti party. She was just trying to experience some of the things that "fat dumpy" Ramona never got to. She was also celebrating the success in her battle against cancer. I just wished that she would celebrate with me; but maybe I was just being selfishRamona's mother Maddie arrived at. I couldn't believe it but this band of soldiers actually did what I told them and we rode out the next morning without incident. Two days later we saw the smoke, I warned them this was not a signal smoke. We alertly rode in the direction of the smoke. Three hours later we crossed a wagon trail. We followed it to the source of the smoke, a wagon.A wagon which had so many arrows bristling from it that it resembled a porcupine. There was no evidence of the owners. From the scattered items around. Within seconds of turning on the app there was a request just down the street. It was a young guy who turned out to be late for high school and his dad had used his account to order a ride. It’s not often I pick up such a young rider.As soon as he got in the car he said, “Holy fuck, you’re Jen that Uber slut aren’t you? I follow your Twitter, Tumblr and Reddit posts!!”As I’ve said before I’m sometimes hesitant to admit it but he seemed to be so certain that if I denied it, he never would have.