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| Posted by: michael0218 Feb 10 2015, 08:26 PM |
| Back in the 90's, before things got so uptight, I had a courier's job, and it wasn't uncommon to see a girl hitchhiking once in a while. I drove a marked company car,stick shift Mercury Bobcat and had a beeper on me to tell me where to pickup in addition to my deliveries. One day, I was going down a pretty busy street that had a district where the "bad girls" plied their trade, you know, standing at the curb and "advertising" their wares, so to speak, most of the time just run of the mill hookers, most not worth looking at. However, on one nice sunny May day, i saw a young girl, pretty, long, wavy brown hair and a halter top and short shorts...long tanned legs, tanned bare feet I was drooling almost..it was too much for me, so I swerved over a lane and eased the car to a stop and asked her in,....pretty stupid for one thing since the company's logo was on the car and I had a schedule to adhere to. She was a little hippie type, I noticed. She crossed her legs and displayed her dirt, almost black soles. The car i was driving was in need of repairs and didn't shift too well, and said "what a shiity car"...and i sneaked a grab of her big toe and said "you're lucky to be in it'", or some kind of shit. Obviously she didn't mind be grabbing her toe, cause she didn't protest or slap me or anything. Really , she needed a favor from me. She said "hey maaan (drawing out the "man" thing that hippies used to do), will you do something for me?" Just before I said YES,...she gave me some kind of store coupon and 5,00, and said some kind of beer was on sale at a convenience store down the road.....then, in the hooker's vernacular back then,she asked if afterwards, if I could "help her out", which mean't finding one of those disease ridden, scrungy dirty motels that we're down the road. But clever me, I asked "why do you want ME to buy the beer for you, and she said, "oh, I'm just 16"....so my common sense and need for a job,....and the desire not get caught buying beer for a minor and "other stuff" took over, and I pulled up in the parking lot of the store, and wished her a great day...she got out of the car, saw a trucker gassing up and holding up the coupon and the five, said,...so hippiesque, "hey maaan".... Couldn't take a chance with this one, but there were other times, with barefoot girl hitch hikers that turned out , let's say, "better"... I loved to see girls without shoes that needed rides. Today, you NEVER see barefoot girls hitchhiking alone, ever...and for that matter, in this place where I live, you're nuts if you pick up a hitch hiker any....with all the damned crime that goes on here. Do any of you guys ever see a barefoot girl hitch hiker where you live? |