If you have a short attention to this kind of stuff, I might suggest that you start with the last paragraph.
It's was an interesting one. I think I know the meaning behind it, but that's for a later discussion, perhaps in the comments below. Moving onward, as some of you may know, I am part owner of an A/C service and installation company. This is where the story begins. It starts in the parking lot of a large strip center. I think that I had just finished a service call on this property, or I had completed one elsewhere and had agreed to meet someone here. I remember picking up the phone and calling someone and discussing a vehicle that had been rear ended and paying for damages to the vehicle. I assume they had rear ended me as I remember the front of my service van being fine. They explained that they were right near by and wanted to meet at the restaurant in the strip center. I remember them walking by oblivious to me. Getting out and surprising then was a little bit of fun. These characters appeared to be teens. One was 17ish and the other was 15th, I think that they were brothers too. Or they were me. I don't know. Anyway, we all started walking to the restaurant when the interesting part of this dream began. I'll start a new paragraph with that.
For those of you that have the whole TL,DNR thing going on, this is where you might want to start. As we walked toward the restaurant exchanging pleasant conversation I noticed an attractive woman walking out of an auto parts store. Me being a male, it's something that takes your attention pretty quick. I also noticed that the shirt she was wearing was an employee shirt for that auto parts store. "sweet, my kind of girl" I thought. However, since I had business to attend there was no reason to stop and talk. As we continued, the woman removed her shirt. I assume she did so to change into a more casual shirt as I do as soon as I am done with work. She had a tattoo on her upper back offset to her right. Which made me realize... There was no bra strap. Quickly, I hurried around for the front view as did the kids I just met. She had an awesome set, BTW! She saw us and our immature behavior and seemed to react in a "zero f#@ks given" casual manner. Then, she opened the door on her factory puke green El Camino. That is when I stopped. This woman had too many things in common with me than I could alow to pass. Walked over as she finished putting on her casual shirt and bluntly introduced myself "Hi, I'm Mike. What's your name?" I don't think that she answered that question, but responded with a giggle like scoff and shook my hand. There was only a bit of conversation exchanged before those meddling kids showed up. They started asking her about her vehicle (which had somehow turned into a short wheel base F100) and getting their facts wrong, but obviously trying to impress the lady. After a short bombardment, I finally introduced them as the kids that rear-ended me (or I rear-ended them). To which they responded with some gay butt sex joke and defend that they were not gay. It was then that I let them off the hook (which is why I think they rear-ended me). The kids left, allowing me to converse with the lady. We talked about trucks cars and fabrication tools, we talked about having an open mind when it comes to the human body, we talked about each other's bodies in a flirtatious way, of course I added MX to the conversion, which I think she also did. Nearing the end of this wonderful time, I pulled her close and said "I have two questions." curiously she waited. "May I kiss you?" she responded with a smile which I took for a yes so I swooped in before she could answer. We kissed passionately I bit her lip a little and leaned her over in my arm as if to be smooth dancing. When we stopped she said "and?" so I asked her my other question "May I call you?" again, she responded with a smile.
And then I woke up.
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