"We drove on back into town. She wrote up the offer and I signed it. I told her I'd be at the Radison until I heard from her, and then I went to get s...me dinner.I had a million plans running through my mind as I ate my Surf and Turf. I knew I'd want to get a good 4-wheel drive vehicle of some kind and I'd want a couple of snowmobiles. I'd do some research during the summer to see if there was anything that would work out better.I had noticed a stock gate across the road at the edge of the. If Brian wanted him to wear the lingerie and makeup he'd doit, just until he got the money together again. When he got back to his bedroom the envelope of cash was laying on hisdesk. "At least I can get my PC back up and running" he thought as hegrabbed it. He bundled himself up in thick jeans and a heavy sweater todisguise the telltale signs of the bra and panties and headed to thecomputer store.The guy at the store was friendly. "Got the cash now? OK, we'll get herrunning again. It's Saturday. . strobe lights going, but she swore the woman was you!" Me?" laughed Angilee, walking over to pour another cup of coffee so she would not have to look Terry in the eyes. "Wow! she must have a great opinion of me, to put me into such a wild story." But that's just it. She hardly knows you. Why would she make up such a story about you?" Who knows? You know how kids love to shock adults. I mean, maybe something like that did happen and maybe the woman might have looked like me, but you said it. She’s a year older than me. Carm and the folks had a falling out last year, so we don’t hear much from her. My mom, Lene, owns two restaurants. She married Adam, my Dad, when she was my age and had Carmen a year later. Mom’s a tall, curvy blond with a great smile and a ‘Can Do’ attitude, the kind of lady who gets what she wants. Dad’s a graphic artist, very successful, so we’re doing pretty well. He’s 5 years older than Mom, a real jock, but with an artistic bent. He looks good casual or.