This is letter 18, another interesting thing in my life. Well at lease I think so....

         
Letter 18 from Shirley       June 2001
                Big RED       The truck that is...
Here we go again.    Some times Shirley likes to FLIRT and NOT GET CAUGHT.


                                           This was one of those times.


When I left down town Portland the time was early evening.  The sun was still up and there was good light.  Which means I was not all the way in the vodka and I could drive, but I felt frisky.

I bet you have never been there, RIGHT???

So off I go and catch I-5 South.  Once you get on the freeway it is a long clinb out of town.  Up over the first hill I go and through the curves. You have to be careful in the curves because trucks fall over there.  Up over the next hill and running at 60 or so down hill where the police seem to be.

Here is this 18 wheeler running along minding his own self.  Its red and pretty, for a truck.  It like pretty things so I go by sort of slow.  Me, faster than him. I'm on the left of him.  HE can see my legs but not all of the top of me. 

The traffic jams up and RED passes me on my left.  I should have never let that happen..HEE HEE.

Now it is my turn to go faster.  So I am out in the fast lane and Red in in the middle.  We are pulling the last hill out of town.  I start past.     ( DO you girls know what a TURBO is?)  Go ask if not.

So I am passing slow because of traffic (HEE HEE) and I hear RED's Turbo start to make noise.  RED is keeping up with me.  I push a little harder on the gas and the TURBO goes up in pitch.  Again I push on the gas and the TURBO is really screaming. I think he likes what he sees.

Little cars do go faster that BIG RED TRUCKS....I wave and off I go.  Well I was flirting, and I did have my skirt up a little highter than normal........  But honest I didn't mean anything by it.....


So after the river there is a rest area.  I think RED thought I might stop because he got into the far right lane so he could get off there if needed.  I went on....


The next truck that I went by flashed his lights.  They were talking on the CB radio.  They do that.

I just waved real big and put the peddle to the metal.

Sometimes I just want to have fun with the boys without touching.


I know some will say I was a bad girl.  Not really.  I just flirted a little...............


That�s the news of late. Like it????    More yada later.                 Shirley J
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