Russell was driving a busty girl in the back seat on a deserted highway. Due to the speed of the car, the wind and sand were very strong. The latter couldn't help but put his arms around Russell's waist and put his face on his back.
I have to say, the American girl is so courageous!
In this kind of wilderness, with no village or shop, and even driving for a while without seeing a ghost, the big-breasted girl was not afraid of Russell's evil intentions.
To put it bluntly, if Russell wanted to do something, such as taking a big-breasted girl back to his basement and tying her up as a RBQ, he would be guaranteed not to be discovered for ten to eight years.
It is said that most people with breasts have no brains, but Russell is a person who pays attention to connotation and will not superficially judge a woman's IQ based on her cup size. He speculates that the reason why big-breasted girls don't take precautions is probably because they know him.
Thinking of this, Russell decided to get some information from the other party, so he turned the handle to slightly increase the speed, and then briefly applied the brakes.
The leather cushion experience is extremely pleasant!
Realizing that she had been taken advantage of, the big-breasted girl was very unhappy and raised her hand to twist Russell's waist. The well-proportioned muscles under the skin were solid and elastic, and felt so good that her fingertips couldn't help but pause for a second.
"Russell, what are you doing?"
Sure enough, we know each other!
Russell said seriously: "I want to think about where your home is. To be honest, I can't remember it."
"Come on, have you lost your memory, or do you think this joke can make me laugh?"
"I didn't lose my memory, I really forgot. Listen, I'm serious, where is your home?"
"Please, I'm just sending a girl home! We live in the same town. Although we are not in the same class, we at least meet on the school bus often. Can you be more generous? No girl will like you for being so stingy."
"Okay, you're right! So...where is the town we live in?"
"Are you kidding me?"
"No! I just think that if I really knew a beautiful girl like you, I would remember her clearly, instead of being like now, where I can't even remember your name."
Women have zero resistance to words of praise, and the big-breasted girl is no exception. She smiled and said: "Why do you say that suddenly? Do you want to chase me?"
"Yes, beautiful girl, I want to chase you. When we first meet, my name is Russell. Is it an honor to know your name?"
"Okay, first time meeting. I'm Ashley, Ashley Parker!"
"Ashley Parker...that's a great name, I bet you have a brother named Peter."
"I do have a younger brother, but his name is Mike, not Peter Parker, although he does like spiders." Ashley sighed: "Can you stop talking about this? I hate Mike and I hate spiders!"
"Okay, let's change the topic. Beautiful and generous Miss Ashley, where is your home?"
"Oh my God! Does your first meeting have to start like this?"
"Of course, we just met. If I knew where your home was without asking, wouldn't I be a pervert?"
Ashley was speechless and said: "You are right, it sounds very reasonable."
Under Ashley's guidance, Russell quickly found the direction of Prosperity Town and successfully sent her back to her home. Russell had not seen Ashley's appearance before, but when she got out of the car, he discovered that this face was extremely
Familiar, blond, blue-eyed, fair-skinned, sexy lips are highly recognizable... the stunningly beautiful Black Widow in Marvel movies.
Russell secretly thought that his guess was indeed correct. There was indeed a clue to trigger the world mission in the speeding race. The sight of Scarlett Johansson, the Black Widow, in front of him was proof.
After all, she is a top Hollywood actress in the future. Even if the widowed sister is not the protagonist now, she will definitely be linked to the plot. It is definitely impossible for Marvel. The widowed sister is too young. She should be the one when she was young.
Participated works.
This line can be continued to follow!
Ashley didn't know what Russell was thinking, and her heartbeat accelerated at the unabashed look in his eyes. She pushed her blond hair behind her ears and pretended to be calm: "Russell, your driving skills are very good. I thought you would be the best in today's competition."
One would be Brett."
Russell was thinking about the current world background and subconsciously answered: "That playboy?"
"Yes, he specially invited me to watch the competition. He also said that his driving skills are very good and he will definitely get first place."
Russell came back to his senses and smiled: "Then I ruined someone's good deeds. He didn't get the first place, and he didn't have the chance to send you home."
Ashley rolled her eyes when she heard this: "It's a good thing for me. When that guy heard the police coming, he ran faster than anyone else. If it weren't for you, I don't know how it would have ended."
"You didn't participate in the competition, you just watched the excitement. The police can only criticize and educate you, but they won't do anything to you."
Russell was unapologetic about ruining someone's plan to pick up girls. He continued chatting with Ashley while sitting on his motorcycle. He could sense that the girl had a crush on him. His identity in this world was the same as Ashley's.
We have an ordinary classmate relationship, where we usually meet and greet each other. We know each other but are not familiar with each other. However, today we won first place in the competition and caught the girl's attention.
No wonder teenagers are passionate about extreme sports, show themselves to gain attention, and are easily favored by the opposite sex!
"No, don't forget that my mother is the police chief of the small town. If she knew that I secretly went to watch the underground train, she would ground me for the whole holiday. It would be a disaster." It was as if she thought of something that she couldn't bear to look back on.
After the encounter, Ashley sighed repeatedly: "She is always so strong. I am an adult and she has no right to interfere with my freedom."
Russell didn't listen much to the rest of the story. When Ashley told her that she had a mother who was a small town police chief, he suddenly remembered a movie.
Eight Legged Freaks!
Eight-legged monster!
A science fiction + comedy monster movie. The monster in it is a large spider with a mutated body shape. It is highly aggressive and preys on humans. It is in huge numbers and satisfies various human fantasies about monsters.
The widowed sister is a supporting character in this movie and is the daughter of the heroine, the police chief, while the male protagonist...Russell only remembers that he had a mustache.
The general plot is very vague in his memory. This is not Russell's fault, because the movie is quite old. If it weren't for the "18-year-old Black Widow" gimmick, he wouldn't have known there was such a magical movie.
The special effects of the movie "Eight-Legged Monster" are very good, which was top-notch at the time, and even now it can crush domestic monster movies. However, the plot has too many flaws. Russell was able to insist on watching the whole movie. The credit goes to the policewoman mother and fierce daughter.
"Hi! Russell! Are you listening to me?"
Russell came back to his senses and saw Ashley's dissatisfied face. The girl crossed her arms and looked aside, very angry at his distracted behavior.
Girls in the rebellious stage are like this, but they looked troublesome, but they were actually very easy to coax. Russell raised his eyebrows: "You misunderstood, I was distracted just now because I was thinking about something very important."
"snort!"
"I want to invite you to dinner and a movie, but I'm afraid you'll refuse, so I don't know how to ask!"
The cold look on Ashley's face dissipated instantly, and she suppressed her joy and said with a little shyness: "You said you wanted to chase me before, are you serious?"
"Of course, I'm already taking action."
Ashley smoothed her blond hair, pursed her lips, took out a pen and paper from her small bag, wrote down a series of numbers and handed them to Russell: "Here is the phone number. If you can get through, I can consider accompanying you to the show."
Movie."
Russell smiled and took it. The phone number only had five digits, but the American phone number should be seven digits. If you add the area code, it would be ten digits.
Obviously, this was a test given to him by the girl.
After watching Ashley return home, Russell stuffed the note into his trouser pocket and drove to the phone booth on the side of the road.
Otherwise, the IQ of a girl who falls in love is zero. This test is to give points. The phone number of every household in the town is recorded in the yellow pages of the phone booth. It is easy to find it in alphabetical order.
"Should I fight her directly, or should I play hard to get and hang her out all night..."
Russell touched his chin and finally decided to hang out with Ashley for the whole night. Firstly, it seemed that he was sincere and he called many times before he successfully found the correct number. Secondly, Ashley tossed and turned all night and was very dissatisfied the next day.
If he calls to explain, he can instantly dissolve the other person's negative emotions and deepen his liking for him.
"Isn't it a good thing for me to do this? After all, she is only 18 years old and is still a child with only two D's!" Russell felt that something was wrong. His moral integrity could not tolerate being so shameless, but he soon realized: "
No…it seems like I’m only 18 years old!!”
Well, it’s great to be 18!
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【Street Diary】
The world is fair. It is difficult to become a great master by jumping on the street.