He offered his name, Trey, and asked mine. I gave it, and he smiled again, asking why I was alone. I pointed out Brian to him, and he just snorted f...or a moment. Brian was getting closer to the bar as Trey tried to make chit-chat, asking about my background, where I lived, was I married, and so on. Soon we were joined by another black man, whom Trey introduced at Tony. Tony slid into the seat next to me, and Trey smiled again, explaining that Tony was his friend and that they really liked. Then came the idea that made our journey the most memorable one. I asked her to keep her boobs out and flash for the truck drivers passing by. She had no qualms and rolled down the window and put her beautiful mounds out for display. I made sure to slow down my car to a speed lower than the trucks so that each passing truck would get an eyeful of the beauties on display. I could see the men staring at her like their eyes would almost pop out of the sockets. There were at least 10-12 trucks that. "Helluva night for hitchhiking!" said the driver. He was a tall, heavily-built man, about 45 years old and well-dressed."It sure is!" I said. "Thanks for stopping."He didn't bother to introduce himself, and neither did I. He asked where I as headed and when I told him, he said that dropping me off at my home would take him just a few miles out of his way. He explained that he was a travelling salesman and made a trip through this part of the state about every two weeks. Following an awkward. I managed to calm down slightly and for the next half an hour or so we chatted away like old friends. Not about anything specific, we just chatted; from the weather (how corny can you get?!) to our private lives. We were getting along like life long buddies! Eventually she decided to take a shower. "Want some company?" I jokingly asked. She didn't reply. She just looked at me and gave me that sexy little smile, and seemed to blush slightly. Ooops, maybe I over stepped the mark? She didn't.