Now it is not far to home. Her lavish make-up, her playful glasses attached to her neck with a small chain and the sharp glossy flash of her classic black pointed high pencil-heeled patent leather pumps from the dark depths of the nocturnal footwell, where the kicking- and shifting-frequencies on the pedals are endlessly infused, can make one when looking back are never boring, on the contrary. Even be very stimulating. This is how far it can go if one becomes acquainted with such a charming waitress through a precarious, rather uncommon extraordinary coincidence. And as it is then in life,... Show more