I'd stopped counting the number of cars in the ditch in both the north bound and south bound lanes as well as those in the median--at least when I cou...d see them. Drivers just wouldn't slow down and they paid for it. Any number of them zoomed by me in the passing lane and I found some of them a ways down the road, in the ditch.Much, much later, I finally made it to Marion, Illinois where I pulled off the Interstate for fuel. A drive that normally would take no more than five hours and usually. We sit down and order our food and I order a bottle of wine with it. After a while we are all very relaxed and the conversation is starting to get a bit risqué. Pete asks me whether it is pantyhose or stockings that I am wearing and without thinking I reply pantyhose. I suddenly realise what he has said and start to blush. " Its ok" he says " I couldn't help noticing when you crossed and uncrossed your legs, I like to wear them too. Sue likes the feel of my nylon rubbing over hers when we have. I kept shtum again.“I know that to you I must seem old and unattractive, but I wonder if you could find it in you to give me the experience I desire.”At a guess, Joyce was about fifteen years older than me. She was overweight after child-bearing but she had the innate sexiness that comes from self-confidence.“I don’t think it would be fair to deny you the pleasure, ma’am,” I replied.“Thank you.”She sighed and relaxed, and I realised she had been just as stressed out about this meeting as I. ”“No prank?”I shook my head slowly.“Ok.”We could see the gears grinding in Ryan’s poor head.“Then this is the single most fucked up thing I have ever heard of.”“Yup! And it is also a great love story!” I patted Ryan on the back.The waitress returned with our drinks and Ryan drank his down in three gulps.“May I have another please?” He looked at the waitress with a confused expression on his face.“Yes sir. Would you like to order food before I turn in the drink order?”The wives ordered salads, I.