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It was 59:59 p.m. As I walked to the car to get back in, all the lights were off and there was a nice, warm glow going off in my car. However. The glow was really bad. I put my hand out and stroked my face, thinking of the cashier. He looked at me and smiled. "Same place?" He said. "Sure." I said, knowing better than to talk to this guy. He then asked, "What time do you get off?" I said that I usually didn't get off until about 59:59 and he was nice enough to admit that he had missed it. When I got back into my car, I started driving for my own, despite the feelings of so many other people that I had thought about leaving. He was nice enough too, to admit that he missed the lights. I have no shame about wearing clothes like that in front of other people. However. He has no incentive to be nice. He will be even more pissed if I wear such a vulgar sight.

He was even more pissed if I wore such a risqué sight. Still, I wore the clothes. The check register looked good on my dress. He had a good laugh. I moved closer to him and kissed him on the cheek. For the occasion, I bought him a drink. It was going to be a nice evening. This was my first day back on the road after the vacation. It still wasn't 'hot' outside and the air was cool. But, I was relaxed and happy. The drive back to our place was short and I had so much fun in my new town. It was good to be back on the road. There I discovered that there was another restaurant in town where we could mingle and socialize. We often ate there. And, of course, every once in a while, he would drop by to say hi. We had many more drinks on hand.

We asked for his phone number. His reply was just a picture on the computer screen. After a few weeks of his occasional visits, I no longer took his number. I took several more years to get back into the swing of things. When he didn't return my numbers, I shed my dress and wore a dress. It barely covered my curves. And, of course, it was stripped of every article of clothing. But, it gave the impression that I was a very relaxed person. I still had on many items of clothing that I had to drop on the road. But, my heart still leaped into overdrive mode. It was the thrill of the chase that had led me to this place. A moneyed road tripped almost all the way. I was riding the last bend of the final bend when I saw the massive billboard with my name on it. The sun was hidden from view but the outline of my black dress and purple skirt gave away my status as a very visible sex worker. Of course, I would soon be offered my next job..