If I remember she lived a couple of streets over when she was in high school. Anyhow, what wound up happening is kind of ironic, in a nice way. Back w...hen they were in high school, Hank, who was kind of a nerd in those days, asked Rosalie to go to the prom with him, but she turned him down for Ed Burger. When they bumped into each other at the reunion five years back, I think Rosalie realized she made a mistake in her choice of prom dates…and husbands. Well, a couple years ago, Rosalie got. But maybe I will take you there on our honeymoon after you make me an honest woman and I lose the birth control pills.”“So, where are you going to get the back seat of a ‘65 Chevy?”“Quit while you are ahead, mister, or you will be going home at 9:00.”“There are a few things that she has hinted at that I need to think about and draw her out some more. I think she may be hinting that she needs some help with her sex life. I think I need to encourage her to go out and find a man she can be. Besides, Regulus, newly come into his manhood, was a striking figure of a man, and she found herself wondering what his neck would smell like.In response to his request, she merely stood up from the chair she occupied and strutted over to his seat. "I don't think so, cousin. I don't think that's what you want at all." The sway of her hips spoke volumes. She could tell he was not unaffected. Her upper body flushed at the thought of it, and she leaned over him, her décolletage presented to him. She looked over her shoulder at Hugo’s Mustang and noticed that a light from inside the garage was on. As quiet as possible, she opened the door and slipped inside and moved inside towards the door of the garage, gently opening it and closing it behind her as she walked through. She moved between a gutted Corvette an a shiny red and white land yacht that seemed to stretch out forever. The four taillights of the classic car stuck out like silver tubes and red lipstick. She looked up at the.