I told him when to be there and spent the rest of the day eagerly awaiting for the time to come. I raced home and changed into a sheer babydoll with p...nties, hose and heels when on cue the doorbell rang. I answered it and Dave just stood there for a second looking me over. "Oh fuck baby" he said as he stepped in and we kissed. I led him over to the lounge chair, made him strip and had him sit down in the chair. Getting back on my knees in between his legs, I took hold of his cock, "Fuckin' nice. He catches me looking and grins, pinching a few clusters of the honey flavoured popcorn I’m holding. The adverts end and the room becomes silent in the suspense of what the next few hours hold. It reminds me of being on a train and going through a long dark tunnel, not knowing what everything will look like on the other side. I nervously play with the chain around my neck as the credits appear on screen and the soundtrack begins to play. For a blissful hour and a half it is just him and I. "Was she right, to give up on reality, even an uncertain one, for one perfect memory? I will never know. But up until recently, that memory was the best it had ever been.So, with hitchers, it is not the chance of sex I am after. It is the company. What I need is someone next to me, a real live person with a different story and a life different from any other person - and the miles melt. The long boring hours on the motorway just disappear. I go for the girls, partly because usually they are. The Savings & Loan we went to looked long established and nicely legit on the outside, but DeeDee assured me that the branch manager here probably handled more secret banking after business hours than he did during the day. How he could keep his sets of books straight, I'd never be able to figure but they'd always survived federal bank inspection for over twenty years. Rumor was that this bank still funneled CIA money for ongoing operations in Cuba and was 'hands-off' to normal banking.