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sauntered out to the back porch to eat and chat.
After having breakfast, the women planned an impromptu trip to visit a few car dealerships. Loretta knew it was time to buy her own vehicle with the pending move.
Chapter 9
Two weeks later, Loretta had moved into the cottage. She didn’t have much to move, except for the soft home furnishings she’d picked up, and some casual clothes to work around the restaurant in as they were doing the construction.
She’d purchased a black Toyota FJ Cruiser with a white top to get around the valley in. Not really thinking she’d ever go for an SUV with big tires and a chromed-out look, she was surprised when it started to grow on her. Loretta could hear her son now, “Mom, you pimped your ride!” Well, she hadn’t planned on it, but the gently-used vehicle was already outfitted, and it was priced right, so she left the dealership with it.
Loretta did feel a little younger driving around in the vehicle, and the power of the strong engine was nice in the mountainous region. Giving her car the same name she’d had for her old Chevy seemed appropriate, so she called it “Cat.” Yes, she and Cat were bonding quite nicely, and she was having the time of her life taking the sharp bends and curves in the valley’s terrain with ease. Thankfully, the vehicle was roomy. Lord knows she needed all the hauling room, with all the runs she expected to be making to the neighboring city of Yukon to visit The Home Depot and that large shopping complex that had just opened.
Over the past couple of weeks, she’d handled her moving business: she’d gotten a PO Box for her forwarding mail, opened a bank account, notified everyone about her change of address, and begun to get settled in.
Things were moving along just fine.
***
It was Loretta’s first night in her cottage. She was putting away a new set of dishes she’d purchased, when the knock on the door startled her.
“Who is it?” she said in a raised voice as she came from the kitchen at the back of the cottage.
“It’s Alonzo.”
The sound of his voice made her smile. She hadn’t seen much of him over the past couple of weeks as she made trips out to the vineyard to take measurements for new equipment.
“Just a minute,” she said, taking a quick peek in the long, antique mirror hanging on the cottage wall. “It’s no use,” she mumbled to herself, feeling like she looked a rumpled mess.
Loretta was wearing a long, yellow t-shirt with a white hand towel thrown across her shoulders. Fluffy, pink socks adorned her feet, and her thick, bushy mane, which had a mind of its own, was pulled up in a ponytail on top of her head. After unpacking and moving things around a bit, she felt hot and frumpy. But she had to open the door; she couldn’t leave him standing out there.
“Hi,” she said.
“Hi,” Alonzo said, smiling at her disheveled appearance. She looked adorable in her big socks and baggy t-shirt.
“Didn’t mean to barge in,” Alonzo said, trying hard not to stare at her full bosom and large, pointy nipple imprints visible through the thin t-shirt fabric. “Just checking to see if you need anything.”
“That’s nice, thank you,” Loretta said in a soft voice as she opened the door wider. She was not dressed for company, and she knew it, but it was too late; he’d already seen her now. “You’ll have to excuse my appearance.”
“You look fine,” he said in a raspy voice. Her curvy body made blood rush to the thick tip of his solid manhood. “I really don’t mean to intrude, I just want to make sure you’re comfortable.”
“Oh, I’m fine,” Loretta said. “But there is one thing, since you’re here,” she gestured for him to come on inside. “The reading light next to my bed, it flickers on and off.”
“Let me take a look at it,” Alonzo said, going back to the bedroom. He
After having breakfast, the women planned an impromptu trip to visit a few car dealerships. Loretta knew it was time to buy her own vehicle with the pending move.
Chapter 9
Two weeks later, Loretta had moved into the cottage. She didn’t have much to move, except for the soft home furnishings she’d picked up, and some casual clothes to work around the restaurant in as they were doing the construction.
She’d purchased a black Toyota FJ Cruiser with a white top to get around the valley in. Not really thinking she’d ever go for an SUV with big tires and a chromed-out look, she was surprised when it started to grow on her. Loretta could hear her son now, “Mom, you pimped your ride!” Well, she hadn’t planned on it, but the gently-used vehicle was already outfitted, and it was priced right, so she left the dealership with it.
Loretta did feel a little younger driving around in the vehicle, and the power of the strong engine was nice in the mountainous region. Giving her car the same name she’d had for her old Chevy seemed appropriate, so she called it “Cat.” Yes, she and Cat were bonding quite nicely, and she was having the time of her life taking the sharp bends and curves in the valley’s terrain with ease. Thankfully, the vehicle was roomy. Lord knows she needed all the hauling room, with all the runs she expected to be making to the neighboring city of Yukon to visit The Home Depot and that large shopping complex that had just opened.
Over the past couple of weeks, she’d handled her moving business: she’d gotten a PO Box for her forwarding mail, opened a bank account, notified everyone about her change of address, and begun to get settled in.
Things were moving along just fine.
***
It was Loretta’s first night in her cottage. She was putting away a new set of dishes she’d purchased, when the knock on the door startled her.
“Who is it?” she said in a raised voice as she came from the kitchen at the back of the cottage.
“It’s Alonzo.”
The sound of his voice made her smile. She hadn’t seen much of him over the past couple of weeks as she made trips out to the vineyard to take measurements for new equipment.
“Just a minute,” she said, taking a quick peek in the long, antique mirror hanging on the cottage wall. “It’s no use,” she mumbled to herself, feeling like she looked a rumpled mess.
Loretta was wearing a long, yellow t-shirt with a white hand towel thrown across her shoulders. Fluffy, pink socks adorned her feet, and her thick, bushy mane, which had a mind of its own, was pulled up in a ponytail on top of her head. After unpacking and moving things around a bit, she felt hot and frumpy. But she had to open the door; she couldn’t leave him standing out there.
“Hi,” she said.
“Hi,” Alonzo said, smiling at her disheveled appearance. She looked adorable in her big socks and baggy t-shirt.
“Didn’t mean to barge in,” Alonzo said, trying hard not to stare at her full bosom and large, pointy nipple imprints visible through the thin t-shirt fabric. “Just checking to see if you need anything.”
“That’s nice, thank you,” Loretta said in a soft voice as she opened the door wider. She was not dressed for company, and she knew it, but it was too late; he’d already seen her now. “You’ll have to excuse my appearance.”
“You look fine,” he said in a raspy voice. Her curvy body made blood rush to the thick tip of his solid manhood. “I really don’t mean to intrude, I just want to make sure you’re comfortable.”
“Oh, I’m fine,” Loretta said. “But there is one thing, since you’re here,” she gestured for him to come on inside. “The reading light next to my bed, it flickers on and off.”
“Let me take a look at it,” Alonzo said, going back to the bedroom. He
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