I had no clue to what I was going to do.Once in the toy department I went on over to the doll section, andstudied the dolls. I walked up and down look...ng at the dolls. I feltreally dumb as I stood there looking at all the dolls. Here I was, a boy,looking at dolls, what the heck does a boy know about picking out adoll.I was looking while hoping no girls I knew showed up to see me trying topicking out a doll. I sure didn't want that to happen.Anyhow while I stood there, I would ask myself, if I. In my mirror I saw the lady biker turn on her blinker and follow me off of the highway. The long downhill off ramp ended at a stop sign and there were two gas station/convince stores to the right about fifty feet. I liked the brand of gas on this side of the street better so I pulled onto the island nearest the curb. The tank needed about twelve gallons of gasoline so I swiped the card and entered my ZIP (zone improvement plan) code. Not being Oregon, I put the nozzle into the dark hole in. .. I try to turn around to see my beautiful wife but she stops me and begins slowly undoing the buttons of my shirt. Removing the shirt from my back, she kisses my shoulder and then starts to undo my jeans, one button at a time, very slowly, teasing me that much more. After the last button is undone, she hooks her thumbs on both sides of my jeans and boxers, slowly dropping them to the floor. She grabs my hair and pulls my head back so she can nibble on my ear and kiss my neck passionately. I. He took the car key and his luggage and went away. I was like, “WTF just happened? Did he just bail over me with my fucking car.”I cried even harder for some time. And suddenly something hit me, “Why should I care about that fucker if he didn’t? Why can’t I enjoy my trip on my own?” I became instantly cheered and checked my bag for money. I had my debit card.I washed my face and got ready and left the place. I reached Baga beach and I was happy to see people around there. I instantly took off.