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Michele was stranded on a dark mountain road. How am I gonna get out of this she thought? The tears began to fall. She had not had the most wonderful day. She broke up with her boyfriend today... who thought those rumors about him and suzie were true? That made her so mad. She sat on the hood of her car, crying. First John, now this. Why didn't I ever learn to change a tire? Because John had always done that for her. He had done everything. Fixed the kitchen sink when it needed to be fixed, cut the grass, fixed broken windows. He was her whole world. Maybe that was why she was crying. She thought she'd just take a drive, clear her mind, get away from it all.

Headlights appeared in the distance. Maybe it is someone who can help me, Michele thought. She grabbed her white shirt, right off her back, and flagged down the car. The car came to a stop, and the window rolled down. "Do you need any help?" the stranger asked. "Yes, Please. My tire went flat, and I just broke up with my boyfriend, so I don't know how to change a tire." "Lemme pull over." Michele eyed this voluptous stranger. She looked about 5'6, with long, slender legs, creamy white skin, and the most intense green eyes Michele had ever seen. Her thick red hair fell into big curls just above her nice round ass. When this stranger talked, all Michele could concentrate on was her wonderful lips. "I'm Marci" the stranger said. "Michele, thanks for stopping to help me, I feared I'd be out here all night, if no one would have stopped." "Well I'm a sucker for beautiful ladies such as yourself." And she was beautiful. Her olive skin and blue eyes, tender lips. She ...

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