He shouted back in glee."You like it?... You wanna buy it?"I mumblingly confessed to him that... (what I later found out was a 1939, derelict, Interna...ional Harvester, 3/4 ton panel truck he'd dug out of a farmer's field for free)... it was beautiful, but I was broke. Well... I've got about $30 to my name... ... and he instantly yelled back... ..."Sold!"Leaving the engine running, he climbed out of the driver's seat and smilingly took every cent I had!That's how we met, Lucille and I, to begin. I reached up to hold the bar. This caused my skirt to ride up. If it swayed just right, a little glimpse of ass was visible. Knowing that people could see my ass got me a little excited. I don’t mind showing off. My as is one of my best assets. The feel of the skirt swaying against my bare skin started my pussy twitching. Knowing that men were watching me and maybe even some women…. Well, it got the juices flowing pretty well. My nipples were hard nubs pressing against the fabric of my shirt.. He took a long drag on his cigarette and let his eyes wander around the shade of the mall. From each of the Casinos, a melange of music and clattering coins filtered out onto the street. He saw her a few feet away, enjoying the shade, watching the people and his eyes wandered freely over her. Tall and slender, her high heels peeked from under emerald green silk pants that caressed her legs and clung to her hips. Perfectly pedicures toes completed the picture and his eyes moved slowly upwards. "Hello, I am Caroline Hartowski and I will be your neighbor for awhile now." My mom shook her hand and saw me looking at her. My dad, not paying attention to me, grunted a hello and walk back into the house. Later on Mom said to me, "Jonny, go help Ms Hartowski move in. She needs help." "Yes, Mom" I gulped. Mom knew I liked Ms Hartowski. I stumbled over to her house, knocked on her door and she opened it wearing a black blouse and a skirt. "Oh hello my dear Jonathan, thank you for coming to.