Feeling lonely? Looking for that special someone? Let us know, I think she mistook us for you.
Last night, as is our want, we settled into a Flying J. After taking turns in the restroom to brush our teeth and other nightly rituals, we were snuggling up to watch The Good, The Bad, And The Ugly when Dodgy bobbed up and down, quite deliberately. After ascertaining that neither I, the partner, nor Dodgy had intentionally bounced, the question became “who did?” A peak through the curtains revealed a woman giving Dodgy’s bumper another three depressions by placing her foot on the bumper and shifter her weight onto that foot to alert the sleeper that someone was outside. After recognizing her for the sultry lady who had seen many miles of rough road before settling into this truck stop we figured she didn’t get much business from the truckers in their lot to be bothering us. And after recognizing a woman’s voice in the van, she didn’t stick around to answer any of our questions on sex-worker code at truck stops.