I took off my clothes and put on a red satin bra with black lace trim matching suspender belt and pulled my seamed stockings up my freshly shaved legs..., I then pulled on my matching satin panties, I then put on my black chiffon rah-rah skirt and cream satin shell blouse with a black ribbon at the neck and did a little dance in front of the mirror to see how the skirt bounced and floated across my bottom.By this time the man I had met was starting to get impatient so I hurriedly put on my make up. She hurriedly changed into her night clothes, then grabbed her cell phone as she sat on the edge of her bed. She called first Jason's father, then the Sovert household, then the Gardner household. Two rings each time and hang up before someone picked up.She uttered a deep sigh. It was all up to them now.She pulled back the covers, but just as she was about to lie down, she gasped and spun her gaze around the room. She felt the Presence of the mysterious entity which had helped her as much as. .and there was still room for the spare tire and our luggage. It fit in the Volvo; sorta fit in the Caddy...it was hell getting it all in the Rolls.Mom explained, “There’s a ton of Swedes, Norwegians and Finlanders spread all across the Northern Tier. They bought a lot of Volvo and Saab cars...because they’re reliable in the winter, they get good mileage, they don’t need a mechanical engineer to fix and they’re comfortable.”“Why do you want all this junk?” I asked.“There’s at least ten thousand. ‘About two in the morning I am aware of you getting up. You stumble to the door and go downstairs. You have forgotten to bring up a glass of water and have woken up dehydrated. I am just about to go back to sleep when I hear Tim’s door open and he goes downstairs too. I pause for a minute and the follow quietly. ‘You are bending over, trying to find something in the fridge. Your lovely firm arse is pointing towards the kitchen door. I watch from the stairs as Tim comes into the kitchen. He is.