The home of the adventure is the stranger. So goes the familiar saying. And this in two respects: Once the stranger outside the home, and secondly the literal female stranger, you alone, at night and in fog, along with creepy-looking lighting with her sexy long white sweater, her exciting delicately brown stockinged legs and white high sixties retro leather heels can watch her into their old rickety car when boarding. You can actually hear with every step! With a provocative seat pivot-hip swing the beautiful legs along with rattling stiletto pumps disappear in the dark interior of the car.... Show more