The steering wheel seemed to have a mind of it's own as it slowly glided back and forth in the desert heat. I knew better than to try and fight it, I'd been down this road a hundred times before and it was always the same. The deep gouges and ruts were in control now and if I wanted to I could take a quick cat nap and just let the car continue on autopilot. It wasn't like this massive pile of metal was going anywhere anytime soon. They didn't make cars like this anymore. A monstrous interior designed with one thing in mind, getting laid. Of course I didn't buy this car with that in mind. I simply wanted to satisfy my mid life jitters. I kept telling myself that as I shelled over the money to the balding man with the comb over, who kept telling me I'd get plenty of "strange" in my 69, midnight black Charger.

There was something about owning a car like that. It made me feel young again. It wasn't as if I was actually that old. But when I pressed down on the accelerator and felt that engine come to life, it was like I was twenty again and running from the cops in a corn field after stealing some liquor from the local five and dime. The adrenaline just kept coming. I quickly took another drag from my joint and topped a hundred laughing at the cloud of dust forming behind me. So many memories were being left behind, but I didn't care anymore. It was just me and my charger, heading into the sunset. I thought briefly about turning on the lights, instead I pulled another fifth of Jack out of the back in the floor and took a swig. It was time to live again, not time for rules.

Ahead in the distance I noticed a car pulled to the side, steam wafting into the cooling desert air. A tall, lean woman was pushed back against the car, her frustration all but rolling off of her. The humid air causing her clothing to stick to her like a second skin, revealing her innermost secrets, and a taste for Victoria's secrets and shaving salons. I pulled over and smiled at her, as she leaned over the door grabbing the joint from my hand. She took a deep puff and held it in for a very long time.

"Thanks, I needed that. Where you headed?"

"Wherever you want to go, I'm just driving.", I replied.

She hopped in the car, and with that we were off. That's just what I needed, I thought, an adventure. I admired her body out of the corner of my eye, as the white blouse clung to her tantalizing breasts like some licentious lover. It was going to be a long ride.

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