Then I heard Marie at the door "Are you finished yet?" she asked"No, sorry" I groaned " I just can't get there!" But the car will be here in like twen...ty minutes!" Marie replied"I know honey, i'm doing my best!" I groaned "But you may have to go with out me!" No! your supposed to give me away!" cried Marie"Yes but I can't like this!" I replied.Then Marie stepped into the room "Fine!" she snapped "Then if you need to get rid of this to walk me down the isle, then lets get rid of it!"Marie then. My dad is very protective but couldn't be there for me and work too."Hi Jenny"! (I hate it when my family calls me by that name!)"Hi Aunt Gloria...where's Uncle John?" Oh he just went into town to get a few things. Come in! Bring your stuff in here and get settled. Don't let all that hot air in!...I just got the house cooled down."I was impressed with my new surroundings for the summer. It had been a few years since I had visited and they had remodeled the house."Oh just throw those things down. Then I remember from traveling this road before that the old time West-N-Go was up around exit 278 in Abilene. It wasn't much of a truck stop but out in the middle of nowhere it would work. Swinging off the interstate and pulling up to the stop sign I could see the truck stop to my right. I waited for the one car coming and pulled around the corner and into the parking lot. Shutting down the rig. I jump down the ground and headed for the door.Walking into the station I looked up to see a young. It was cramped for an American, especially one who worked out and maintained a muscular body as I did, striving to hang onto some semblance of youth and fitness into my thirty-fifth year, but the inside of the taxi wasn’t the shambles that the outside was, which had more the aspect of bumper cars than conveyance.Once Jeet got in the front seat, I saw him turn a photograph around on his sun visor. It had been a pinup of a busty South Asian woman in just a bikini bottom. It was turned to a beefy.