We had picked up my cousin Cindy, she was growing up and I hadn't seen her for a few years, and at eighteen she had blossomed into a beautiful young woman. She is actually my second cousin, but pretty close to my age and we had hung out together as kids. When we stopped by and saw my aunt, her grandmother, she wanted to go with us to see the old homestead. She was wearing a white tube top and shorts and looked good, my buddy was trying to control his eyes and keep from drooling as she climbed into the old Dodge sitting between us.