What’s yours?”“Just Joe? Not Billy Joe or Jerry Joe? Oh, Ah’m Annie,” as she stuck out her hand. Her handshake put many guys I knew to shame...“Kin Ah shew yew around?”“Sure.”“Foller me.”I had a request though, “Can you show me where the bathroom is?”“Shore. Ah needs it myself.”I saw her stop and carefully pick up some fallen leaves, the take me to a small wooden structure between and behind the cabin and school house. When she opened the door a powerful smell emerged. It was a two-hole outhouse.. ” “What do you think?”I told her that this sounded like an excellent idea and what did she think of calling out for some Chinese take-out. My thinking was that we could have a nice quiet meal up here and then continue with our lovemaking. Boy was my thinking wrong.Susan thought that this was an excellent idea and jumped out of the bed and walked over to what I thought was an antique writing desk. That thought lasted only as long as it took her to fold down the desktop and there was a very. Without his realizing it, his thoughts drifted away from the sorry state of the gang's finances.Subtly influenced by the tendril of thought energy that linked his mind to Chad's Wolves, his imagination drew pictures of strange lands and stranger people. He saw piles of gold and jewels that only waited for the man who was bold and strong and adventurous enough to claim them."Reach out," a voice seemed to be telling him. "You are strong, not like these others. Leave this world behind. Reach out!. Her arms were wrapped tightly around my chest. She squeezed me in a big hug. It was a beautiful, warm day. She was in her worn out Daisy Dukes, an old tank top, and black biker-girl boots. Kind of slutty, but damn sexy. I couldn't think of anything but her breasts pressing into my back.Hugging me again, she said, ”Thanks again, Terry. I really needed this. ”It's my pleasure, Betty,” I answered as we rumbled down the highway.We arrived at the speedway in time to use the pit passes. I was.