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It had been a terrible day and I thought that it would never end.  I worked my tail off on the last proposal only to see the client turn it down for a hopelessly silly animal presentation that would only appeal to the youngest of their prospective customers.  No matter how well I presented my story broad, the client chose to go with the fluffy sheep theme.  What adult in their right minds would be thinking about sheep?  Never mind, don’t answer that, as I know a few who have described kinky dreams recently to me.

I slung my portfolio down on the desk as I grabbed my jacket and headed out the door.  My day and my week were done.  Feeling a miserable failure, I only wanted to head to the nearest bar.  Living in a small town has distinct disadvantages.  One disadvantage is that all the bars are situated out side of the city limits, as we are a dry town.  What a joke considering how much alcoholic beverage is personally carried into town and sold from under the counter.  Sorry, drifting again.  That is what mind warping will do to a person.

As I drove out of town along the hot, dusty lane, I spotted her off on the passenger side of the road.  God… she was beautiful.  She was sleek and powerful looking wearing a bright shiny coat.  Her royal blue stared back at me, nearly blinding me with the gleaming sparkle that I could glean as I drove closer to her.  I pulled up behind her and stopped my engine.  I sat and simply stared as I began to drool.  My god, she was even more beautiful up close.  Her front swelled with gentle rolls that made me ache to stroke my hands over their peaks, to feel the smoothness and firmness beneath the palms of my hands. 

Trembling I stepped from my car and moved closer.  I could sense her strength as I walked right up next to her.  She stood flawlessly, never moving or quaking as I filled my vision with her beauty again.  I couldn’t resist as I stepped closer, pressing my body against her firm side.  Leaning closer, I reached out with my hands to caress the mounds that peaked before my eyes.  They were solid and firm but smooth as glass as my shaking hand slid slowly back and forth over their surface.  The heat was incredible beneath my hand as I stopped to feel one particular peek.  My fingers stung with sensations as I felt the heat and solidness against my fingertips. 

I pulled back unable to hold my hand against her hot surface any longer.  I moved further back and slipped slowly behind her, my eyes never leaving her body.  My thighs pressed snuggly against her tail as I flattened my hands along her back and ran them sensuously over her solid surface.  Again, her heat penetrated deep into my very soul as my hands absorbed the feel of her. 

I stepped back, letting my fingers drag over her surface until they fell away, no longer touching her.  As I walked around her, I trailed my fingers shakily and softly over her smooth, solid contours.  Sleek, polished hardness, firm beneath my touch as I felt the peaks and valleys beneath my fingertips. 

I stopped and reached out again, touching her seat with my hand that was already on fire from her body.  I felt the velvety roughness under the palm of my hand.  The smoothness of her combed material, moved against the ridges of my hand.  The tingling in my hand increased until it began to feel numb, as I stroked repeatedly, never getting enough of the sensation of softness beneath my hand.

Finally, I stepped back away from her one more time to look in total upon her entire sleek beauty.  It was then I noted the young woman sitting inside the beauty before my eyes.  She smiled as she saw me staring with lust in my eyes.  Walking closer I asked, “Car trouble?”  She replied, “No, just stopped to check my map.  I have to be going.”

She cranked up the engine on my beauty and I watched as the sleek blue 1959 Chevrolet Impala pulled back onto the road and drove off into the sunset.  I stared with wonder until beauty became a single speck, which disappeared forever from my sight.

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