The local people scattered sparsely about the area had a deep, superstitious fear and respect for her so she really was not too afraid to move about t...he region alone. Shelley was a Bearer.She always tucked her hair up under an old straw hat and then donned an old tattered shirt and a beat-up pair of canvas trousers. It made her look like a little old man from a distance, no need to attract undue attention to herself, a lone female, superstitions or not. It was a day’s round trip journey so she. He can see from the way she is saying it, that she already made her decision to do it, just playing a little hard to get – as is the way of women. She must really crave this type of sexual attention. And she told him that it was only him and his father who ever made love to her, which means she was never easy. On the other hand it also means she is burning for it. "Come on, mum." The gray-haired women gives a sigh of good-natured surrender. She stands with her plump body near the counter and. .. phew!. I got back onto the 556 and was pass by a wagon which did stop the trucky asked me if i was o.k and if i needed a lift which i excepted he dropped me on the opposite side of the dual carrige way to the hartford layby. so i only had to cross which of coarse put me out in front of another trucker ,who also nearly stopped , but i found out after he`d realised where i wass heading and did a full circle to get back to hartford services where he caught up with me just before dawn as i took. .why?" I asked. "I made up the couch for you, why didn't you..." Yep lightbulb.I didn't mention this in our previous discourse but Regan isn't the sharpest knife in the drawer. She's not dumb mind you but she's kinda like Elle Woods in Legally Blonde. It takes her a while to make with the smartypants. "I have found something so cool!" I said with a grin. "And what is that?" she asked."I can read books....fast!" I said."How?" "Watch this...grab the copy of Treasure Island behind you and put it.