In the history of derring-do and intrepid exploration, little has been written about the time when the square-jawed Lee Stone once established a trade route in Marlena's vagina. It's now our fervent desire to make amends for this historical oversight. Like a foreign country where natives run around in short kimonos speaking a pidgin-tongued gibberish, the tempestuous Marlena presented a challenge to Lee that was both dark, mysterious, intoxicating and compelling. Being the man's man that he is, Lee could hardly resist the challenge. Friends warned him to take a map and compass, however, lest he'd become lost. But Lee scoffed at the notion and took off with enough provisions to last a fortnight. Such precautions were unnecessary he soon realized when Marlena opened her legs quicker than an auto industry handout. Which put a quick smile on Lee's face because Marlena also had that new car smell.