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My name is Jerry. I operate a tilt bed tow truck in central Alberta, Canada. I know what you are thinking, what would a bald, fat, greasy tow truck driver be doing writing a story for this site. Well, I am ex military. I spent six years as a veh tech in the Canadian Armed Forces. Those stories will have to wait for another day. I am 5'10" tall, 180 lbs and while I am not in the same shape as when in the service I still maintain an athletic physique. My story begins one sunny August afternoon when there was not much going on. My dispatcher called o the radio and said that I was needed to rescue a young lady whose sunfire had broken down on the highway. I wrote down the directions and headed out. When I arrived at the vehicle I was very glad that I had taken the trip. The young lady was a fox. She stood about 5'4", slim with breasts that stood at attention. You know the type, they appeat to hold up the bra. My oh my. Once I regained my senses, I stepped down from the truck and introduced myself. She told me that the car had just died and she did not know what to do. She was just passing through on her way to Vancouver and could not really afford the time or expense that this would cost. I did my best to make her feel better as I loaded up her car and towed it to a reputable shop that would not take advantage of her. At the repair shop it was determined that she needed a new alternator. Three hundred dollars and a few hours later she would be on her way. I had packed a big lunch so I invited this vision of lovelyness to join me in a picnic at a nearby park. She accepted my invite and off we went. As we ate we talked about the trees, the weather, you know, idle chit chat. Her scent was intoxicating. Between ...

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