Life's peccadillos can appear to be strange. |
There is a belief that I am a secret agent... PST I am not... But I would love to have all the babes that OO7 has! God why doesn't a single babe come onto me? Okay I am a little old and lumpy... And I did have a stoke and I walk with a limp. Nevertheless, I am smart sort of... I used to pick up hitchhikers in Maine. Then there were reports of car jackers. It made me nervous about hitchhikers. The last hitchhiker I picked up was an attractive young woman. I thought she was very attractive to be walking alone at night in the rain. So, I picked her up in my Ford Ranger. It was a long Maine road and she asked me to stop at an ATM. She asked that I stop a few feet back from the ATM and she withdrew several twenties. She then asked to be dropped off at the 7 11 down the road. I asked her why she had been on the side of the road. She told me nonchalantly, that her date had dumped her there. I gave her the truck blanket to wipe off and warm up. When I dropped her off she gave me a kiss on the right cheek and twenty dollars. Then she made a call from the payphone. There were no cell phones then and I drove home. Was she a hooker? Did I have a chance with her? A secret agent man would know, but I didn't. I actually received mail asking me if I was a secret agent man. If I was, why would I tell them? PST I am not... Bob County |