Except that she was driving in a blizzard.The snow was coming down so hard she could hardly see the road anymore. It was like she was going through a ...long tunnel, white on all sides, with nothing ahead of her but a circle of black and the driving snow. She'd already slid three times when she put her foot on the brake, once almost skidding into a tree. Luckily, there were no cars on the road in this weather.What was I thinking, going out in a blizzard?She couldn't stand it anymore -- she had to. Hello, answering the phone. No I'm ok just a few bruses and a little stiff. Sally her neighbor heard about the car accident. You relax, I'll send Victoria over to help, she said. Mary hung up and went to change her clothes.As she was tying her robe there was a knock at the door. Opening it Mary found Victoria standing with a basket in her arms, Tory known to her friends. Mother told me you were in a car accident, Tory said. Are you alright. I'm a little stiff and bruised Mary answered. Well. It came free. I shuddered and then slid my straps off my shoulders and down my arms. I swallowed, feeling the fabric falling away from my breasts. My boobs settled, jiggling as they came free.I threw my bra into the back seat, mortification blazing through my cheeks. Ahead, the light turned green. The first cars heading through the intersection. I grabbed the steering wheel, shocked at how hot my cunt—that dirty, sinful, wicked hole—had become.“Someone’s nipplely,” purred my daughter. She. You’re free. That’s what you said to me yesterday. You’re free. You say what you want to say. I’m not saying for you.’ And then she had her my arms round me again and kissing me and saying I was brilliant, did I know that? And there was a moment or two when not much happened which advances this story any. ‘Kyle,’ she said, still holding on to me, ‘do you want to do this film?’ ‘Do you mind?’ ‘It doesn’t matter whether I mind, do you want to?’ ‘Yeah. Yes, I do, but not if it…’ ‘Hey, I don’t.