Sunday March 20th. You and I were heading north late afternoon/early evening. I am the dude in the black button down shirt. We exchanged a smile, a moment later you were stretching on the side of your truck. i was trying to not look. I was struck by you. for a moment failed for only a moment. i was mesmerized and felt head over heels watching you seem to try to pull your heels over your head. I was mortified when you suddenly looked me in the eye, i felt embarrassed and didn't want you to feel uncomfortable and i tried to look away in time. I was relieved when you seemed to not care and smile back. My google maps said go north but my mind wanted to go south. Now im lost. hit me up if you want to do something fun together.
You: Wmn in Old Blue Truck Reststop South of PDX
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