Where is everyone #5

See, that’s just it. You get these people telling you that you like this girl because of pheromones or she was in heat or something. Way before you could think with Peter, or had raging hormones, you thought they were beautiful.

 

First time I thought a women was beautiful was around 10. This Irish gal stayed with us for a while I got a glimpse of her naked in the bathroom one day.....i never looked at a women differently since. Had alot of dreams bout her !

 

But once osteoporosis sets in, you will have the last laugh.

 

Ok, being that were on the subject:

1984. I was driving for a fellow from Idaho to California every week, same run.

He bought a new Freightliner from the dealership in Sparks, Nevada, and they didn't get the fairing in at the same time as the truck so I had to stop and get the fairing on a couple of weeks later.

My son was 4, and it was his first trip riding with me. While they were putting the fairing on we caught a shuttle over to the Peppermill to have breakfast. I'm not sure how the waitresses dress there now, but in those days they wore some tasteful but revealing garments.

My son was absolutely infatuated by our waitress, and couldn't keep from staring at here with a sheepish grin. She picked up on it and spoiled him with extra whip cream in his hot chocolate and on his waffle.

His son is now 4, and I believe that he is worse (maybe better?) than his dad or I ever was!

 

No "thinking" about it. I KNEW they was beautiful. Didn't know why exactly. I fussed at my cousin and told her she was supposed to wait for me to grow up. She laughed. Not in a mean way though. She was a gracious wonderful person. Very pretty too.

 

Uhoh.

(This has the makings of a Saturday night Cinemax movie...)

Detail, friend...detail!

 

Not sure I want the details (of the dreams anyway).

 

I'd like to help, but I cant remember much before last Friday......