Freeway Stories

My girlfriend Susan and I had been driving across the USA, East coast to West coast for three days. It was midday and we had been on the road since 5am. It was hot, very hot, and the air conditioning in the car was broken. It was cold and dark when we left this morning so we had both put on a long shirt and jeans.I looked over at Susan and noticed her wiping her brow, "You are sweating like a pig." I said as I watched her...

It was a typical summer day in sunny Southern California. I had some personal business to do in San Diego and my boyfriend, Mack, decided to drive me in his late model Ford Bronco (circa 1990’s-ish). We left early and took the I-15 south to our destination. After I took care of what I needed to take care of, we ran around and had fun. I was wearing a tank top, shorts, and sandals. He was wearing his trademark jean shorts,...