BothItalians were wearing matching body shapers and tights and they lookedevery inch like a pair of lingerie models. In contrast, Dorie Lou andSimone ...had only their bras and light support satin panties under theirgowns but they looked equally attractive. The couples stood gazing ateach other as they each drank in the other's beauty. Naturally, Tony andPaula's eyes strayed immediately to Simone and Dorie Lou's crotches asthey searched for the slightest hint of masculinity. Puzzled. "Will that collar fit?" Tracy asked."Putting it around the joint right now," John said. John had just enoughroom to slip the rubber and stainless steel collar around the leakingjoint. John moved it so he could get a wrench on the two separate nutsthat would draw the collar tight.It took maybe twenty minutes to cinch the two nuts and bolts down, andonly because he couldn't turn the wrench very far. He was finished inwell under an hour."How's it going?" Tracy asked once more. She had asked. He went through an intersection where there was no light and someone plowed into him from the side. He’s got a broken leg but said he was all right otherwise. He said if he hadn’t broken his leg, he’d have gone to Belize after you himself.”“Wait a minute. How did he know I was in Belize? Cinnamon?”“Don’t ask me. I never said a word. I didn’t confirm your whereabouts either. I just said when you called in, you didn’t say where you were. I played dumb blonde. I think he liked it.”“Oh, come on,” I. When he was safely inside and I could still breathe we were off. Allie was huffing and puffing as we were moving down the county road on the north side of town when a drunk jumped a top sign and caught the front bumper of Fred's truck. We started spinning, Allie's grabbed onto the sides and only his long, strong arms and weight kept up from flying out of the truck. We spun, 3 or 4 times, then tips precariously into a ditch. The truck stopped, Allie came, I couldn't breathe. He rolled off, we.