"I'm Darci," she announced. "And who are you?" I'm Joe," I told her.Darci flexed her marvelous legs for a moment first with a deep knee-bend, then min...ed her way over on her toes to the edge of the table and extended her diminutive hand."Nice to meet you, Joe," she chirped, somehow maintaining a bright smile throughout.I was stumped for a moment. Then I reached out and gently took her hand in my thumb and forefinger to shake. Her smile, if anything, grew even brighter.Then she said, "What would. He listened once again to the pounding on his door. His mouth was cottony. He was sick, weak, and shaking. Part of his shakiness was the fear or shock from waking to the pounding on his door. Part of his problem was the copious amounts of cheap beer he, his friends, and his last night's entertainment, consumed during and after the party they attended. Damn, he felt like shit. He had only been sober one morning in the last five days since graduating from high school. It didn't matter that both. Her sitter had deserted her (like her husband) and she needed somewhere to park her daughter for about 15 minutes a day, from the time the school bus ran until she got home. Since I worked at home, would it be OK if I watched Jessi briefly each school day until she could find another sitter? I said that I would be willing. I would be more than willing… since I had a little thing for Jessi ever since she was born. Jessi was one of the most spectacular young girls I had ever seen. Her face. There are the guys from the RV and truck store that did the interior, and Abe and his men who refurbished so many of the parts. The chrome shop must have been really busy, because I didn't know they were going to chrome the wheels I found. I thought they would be painted. Thank you everyone. This is the best present a guy could ever have. I will treasure it and promise to take care of it. Come on, Tina, let's go for a ride."He and Tina buckled up in some modified racing harnesses, and he.