She gave him a big smile, brushing her hair behind her ear just as she had at the gate. ‘Thanks.’ She was about to say something when the flight a...tendant stuck a tray under their noses. ‘Juice, water, or champagne?’ ‘Water’s fine with me, thanks,’ Steve said. ‘Me, too,’ said Lorelei. ‘You were going to say something?’ Steve asked her. ‘Never mind.’ Steve smiled and shook his head again. ‘What now?’ ‘Nothing. I feel as though I have so much to say to you but we’re kinda stuck here in small. Then started the round of marijuana laced drinks. That was when people stopped caring about their clothes. My wife had the foresight and left for home to clean up. Women of all ages of the neighborhood were displaying their cup sizes in full glory – tits in tight kameez and t-shirts were everywhere. I flirted with most of the women and fondled most of them. Honestly, all men were doing the same. It was a slut-fest out there. Most of the women didn't really care about me touching them, cupping. "He told me exactly what he thought of me when I finally got to talk with him. I know I hurt him ... I hurt him bad. But Mo, you know what life on the road is, how lonely it can get." Girl, shovel that shit somewhere else," Mo laughed. Her silky smooth voice reminded Belle just how well their voices had once blended."I know," Belle sighed, "it's just an excuse." Just like this call is," Mo snorted. "Listen Belle, I figure you're calling to find out what home boy has been up to since you dumped. The hit to the rear end had knocked the Porsche out of alignment and done more damage to the fuel tank. The most worrisome problem though was the Jeep growing larger in the rear view mirror.The SUV was starting to look like some kind of mythical black beast intent on killing her. She could almost imagine it snorting fire. The white smoke from the tires struggling to grip the road stretched far behind the lunging vehicle, adding to the effect.Without the engine, Liv knew she would never be able.