" He would say as hereached in. To my surprise, it was me. As the morning snow stopped falling, my cousins ran off to change and gettheir sleds. I wen... upstairs to change into my new pink snow suit and fuzzyboots. With a pom-pom hat and mittens to match I got out the sled I hadleft outside over night once last winter so the blue roll up sled wouldn'troll anymore. What a race down the hill along the side of the house it was. Roll up sledsand saucer sleds. Toboggan sleds for two and those for. When a girl talks to you, she’s mostly curious and mostly just being nice; when most guys talk to you – especially a stranger – he’s interested. I don’t care if he’s looking at you as a slut, a whore or, just an easy lay; if he starts the conversation, he’s looking for more than just talk. I found this out when I was working as a whore and; when a guy approached me, dialed it up to the top. It was all about making a living.When I worked at the one place (where the black boss/owner was fucking. "Yes, I know, my love," I said, "but it would be nice to get into something fashionable for a change." God, woman, you look so sexy in your jeans and that tight top of yours," he said."Yes, and I know why," I said with giggle.You have to laugh, for the top he's talking about is quite low cut and I do show a fair amount of cleavage when I wear it."Look, you've got great tits and it make sense to show 'em off," he said.There was no point arguing about it but it was nice to know he still loved. This brought Don to a noisy climax as well. I didn’t, I could have if I’d tried, but I was happy to just live with the memory and save my energy. It was only 12:30, and I had a feeling Hazel would not be finished with me.Once composed, we sat around and ate the picnic lunch. Then packed everything and walked back down to the car. We were all comfortable with one another now, Don especially happy and full of chat. He was much changed from the cautious, moderate man, I had met only a couple.