I so want to talk to the man and make things personal and right, and well, right,” she said.“I know you do. If when he returns and doesn’t actua...ly run off, we’ll do our best to sit him down and explain things to him, try and make him understand that neither of us could help ourselves and that we are here for him,” he said. “He just has to let us.”“I know, I know,” she said.****The plane ride was bumpy and loud and uncomfortable but it was direct to Tucson except for one short stop in Fort. I'm not kicking you out yet, but if you need to go, that's okay, or stay for breakfast, whichever.”“Hmmmm, maybe so...” I contemplate.Still naked, she walks back into the bathroom and turns the shower on.Of course, I decide to hang around for a while. Last night's sex wasn't stellar... ah, who am I kidding? It was pretty fun, and I'm with a naked willing chick whose unexpected freakishness has more than a little allure. I walk into the bathroom where Kathryn is leaning into the shower, flipping. It was time to collect; yes this paper had the carriers still collect for the papers so I had been doing the job as I was supposed to.The area of town was not all that affluent but it was not the wrong side of the tracks either. The last couple of months that I had been doing this I had meet a few people on the route who were nice and then some just were a bit scary.I vaguely remember being at one house with fit the later description, as when I want to collect they were not real nice in the. While there, I met one camper in particular by the name of Cora Carter. Cora was this amazing, but bratty, seventeen-year-old white girl. She was tiny, thin, a 34C cup, 5’ 2”, and 120 pounds with long, blond hair flowing over her beautifully tanned shoulders. I would also describe her as a total diva. Cora would wake up an hour early just to fix her makeup. Yep, she acted like a spoiled, yet beautiful princess, especially when she spoke in her obnoxiously loud voice. When she came into mess.