One could make this comparison between a car and any woman, and God knows that has been done many times before, but I don't think it is appropriate. For one thing, women of any kind are not actually objects. No one should "own" them, unless they want to be. The "woman as a car" makes more sense with a certain type of woman (or man); the type that is happiest...
This is a continuation of Tami and the Bikers. Well after the bikers left with my clothes and left my husband and I on the side of the road with an empty gas tank and a 5 gallon jug of water, we had to contemplate what we would do next. As the sun began to set and we remembered what the bikers said about this not being the best stretch of road, we decided...
It was a hot and dusty summer day and I had been out on the road for several hours trying to get a ride to the next town. My bike had broken down and I was stranded in the middle of nowhere. I knew if I could get to the next town, I could get the part to fix the scooter and be on my way. There weren't many cars on the road that day and I was wondering if I...
I was doing a solo ride across the country on my new BMW motorcycle. I left my house just ten months after my wife had passed away from cervical cancer. I was going crazy just sitting around feeling sorry for myself. Twenty two years together and we really only started to live the last eighteen months of her life. Jan reminded me what it was that attracted m...
This is a fictional story I thought of while I was driving from job to job, sometimes my wife came with me and we played little games during the drive to relieve boredom. I talked with a young man who drove his friend's mother back and forth to work with him and thought this would be a good fictional story. ***** It was an hour drive to work for Martha. Th...
The summer of 1980 seemed to hold nothing but promise for this young man. Just one year out of high school it was an easy decision for me to take a year off before going to college. Heck, I was young enough to enjoy myself and wanted to travel and see the country while I had the opportunity. The year before, just out of high school, I had taken a job as a ca...
The warm, temperate evening closed in and daylight faded as the slave wandered aimlessly around the fairground. He had been here for an hour, as per Her previous instructions. A hoard of normal, everyday people; young and old; women, men and children jostled around him, happily, making their way to various rides and stalls to seek their own enjoyment and thr...
It was a wonderful night with perfect weather and my boyfriend and I decide to take a drive down a deserted highway with no cars or anything else in sight. My boyfriend borrowed his friend convertible and decided to take me on "a nice long drive" his exact words "sure why not" was my reply. I always enjoyed riding in a car as long as I didn't have to drive....
Brandy went online, her heart quickening as she finally got to her email account, it was there a note from him. But, it read simply "Meet me at Fassnight Park at 8PM." She had never seen his face or met him before in person, though they had spent many hours Instant Messaging, texting teasing and tempting each other with playful words and quasi-sexual witty b...
I've seen a lot of things happen in the backseat of the UberBLACK that I drive in between rehearsals and acting gigs. I had a feeling I might again when I saw the the attractive couple on the sidewalk who had hailed a ride to the airport that evening. Their two tall frames tilted toward each other in a way that suggested they were about to fall, hard. "Jo...