A pretty girl they wanted for themselves."What are you talking about? I just want to chat with you a bit, if that'scool," the boy explained."Really? Y...ah, that's cool. I'm surprised you aren't like the rest of theguys in here. They keep looking me up and down like they want to kick myass or something," Jessie expressed."Well, I'm sure they want to do something to you, but you can rest assuredthat it's not kicking your ass. I apologize for my gender...men can bedogs a lot of the time. I'm Scott. Although love-making with the young man was wonderful, she couldn’t keep herself from feeling guilty about sleeping with the teenager. She’d been telling herself that, if she ever had the chance to start a relationship with someone her age, she’d jump at the opportunity. It looked to her as if that opportunity might have arrived and she was about to leap headlong into it. In the car on the way to his motel, Amber felt giddy, like a teen-ager on her first date. ‘I…I’ve never ridden in a BMW. .."Dorothy's train of thought was abruptly shattered as twin sounds cut through the air. A sudden scream in her daughter's voice, and then the sound of a body hitting the floor. A sound Dorothy remembered all too clearly from the night Jimmy had his heart attack."Oh My God!" Cassie had screamed, causing her mother to race out of the kitchen towards the front door.When she reached the foyer, Dorothy saw her daughter stretched out on the floor. Bent down and leaning over her was a woman wearing a. . gooseneck enclosed two car trailer ... tools ... rollaway tool box ... new tires every fucking week ... rally car usually uses three sets.” I ran out of fingers but kept going. “Firesuit, three helmets, shoes, gloves ... all that junk. Rented three bays in the old Gold Bug warehouse. Security for the shop.“Speaking of tools ... remember Dean Wilson?”“Yeah ... airplane mechanic ... he must be a hundred years old.”“He’s dead ... Abby bought his entire shop of aircraft quality Snap-On and Blue.