There is nothing quite as riveting as two very nice boobs.
But, with these coming your way, you really have to concentrate on what you are supposed to be doing!
I have seen this before, (not the above), but the other day a man passed me driving with a cigarette stuck between two fingers of the hand that was holding the steering wheel. This is a very common thing to do among smokers, and I know many of you will question me with a, so what? It just seems like a risky thing because if you have a sudden turn to make the cigarette will probably go flying, right in your lap. I know it looks cool, but anything to do with cigarettes while driving is, well, frankly dopey.
Take the example of the man who was lighting his cigarette from the car's lighter. You have to divert your gaze for at least a couple of seconds, otherwise you light your nose. During those precious seconds the man was headed for a head-on collision with me, on a corner. Another coat of paint between us and we would not have made it. I was not amused!
I drove behind a young guy who was so preoccupied with his hair that he was constantly looking in the mirror while tossing it this way and that.
I got hit from behind because a family car allowed their small daughter to roam around without being strapped in. I had come to a stop when the mother driver realised, and slammed on her brakes. Needless to say the little girl was slammed into the windscreen, which must have been really glued in well. Fortunately, it resulted in just a little bump to me because my car is automatic and my foot came off the brake pedal and off I went.
It amazes me the things that people do that will lead to the hospital, or worse, but yet they do these things quite deliberately. Things like read a book with one hand, and smoke with the other while driving at speed. Even on a straight road you still need to maintain control. I don't even like to look at the radio while changing channels. I agree that driving long distances along straight roads is uber boring, but you really are taking your life in your hands, or rather her hands or mouth, to choose that time to play sex games. If it all goes wrong it will end in tears, lots of tears.
The worst are the ones who are sex exhibitionists who do it for the show. Some time ago, while driving along a two lane highway in the same direction, a car pulled alongside me and matched my speed. The lady passenger had her top off revealing two wonderful breasts, and the male driver was massaging them and looking over at me. I must admit it gave me a woody, but how the hell is anybody supposed to concentrate with all that going on?
Copyright (c) 2012 Eugene Carmichael
