Girls and cars…gotten me more than one captive over the years, lemme tell ya.
Was driving the van and saw her, broken down on the side of the road. Hood of her car open, engine smoking…perfect. What was even more perfect was her…cute little top covering a very ample bosom, skimpy denim skirt and the cutest little pink heels. Heels, yet…today was gonna be awesome.
Pulled over and she led me to the car…practically LET me stand behind her to have a look at the engine. And when I clamped my hand over her mouth and started dragging her towards the van…was it my imagination, or did she do a little fist bump…a “YES!” with her arm…before she started struggling?
Women. You just never know who you’re grabbing…
Magenta for today.
Tolstoy
