The engine purred softly as he slowed to a stop. Looking out beyond the shiny long hood of his Plymouth, he saw her. Wide curls in her long brown hair, a pale yellow sundress reaching just above the knee, beautiful tan legs, and perfect definition in her calfs. Michael wanted to howl! The sun was just right; the rays passed through her lacy dress and the shadow of her body could just barely be seen. She raised her hand ab...