With the exception of one near-miss at the outset when he forgot about the reverse side of the street driving, he adapted quickly to the rigors of dri...ing in a country filled with daredevil drivers with a death wish.When he came over a rise and was treated to a glorious view of the lush green meadows and the distant rolling hills with shady trees, he noticed there was a young girl sitting forlornly at the next crossroad. The odd circumstance of there being not a single vehicle or pedestrian in. I had only the faintest inkling of what lay in store for me, but that was enough to make me shudder with dread. Then he pointed to his feet, and I threw myself to my belly on the wooden surface, licking and kissing at his boots. The crowd laughed, and he repeated his invitation. Then he grabbed me by my long brown hair and unceremoniously conducted me from the block. I heard the next girl beginning to climb the stairs behind the platform.My new master marched me through the streets naked,. Christine was all toothy-grin, standing inches from me as I sat in my swivel-chair, her thigh brushing my knee from time to time as she swiveled her hips and waited for me to find my voice. I said yes, that was my car. I'd worked a fair amount of overtime early in the year during the Winter, when so many seemed to want to begin their vacations right away, and saved enough to buy something nice for myself and have plenty left over. It'd been years since I'd treated myself to a car with some. “Are you sure?” I whispered back to her. “I mean you have only just met me. I could be a mass murderer or something.She leaned into me again. “Mass murderers don’t attend seminars like this.”She was right. No mass murderer in his or her right mind would be at something like this. I gulped and whispered to her “Don’t you want to know if I am married or not?”“Are you?” she whispered“Nope.” I replied.She lean in again, closer if that was possible. “Good, neither am I and I knew that already.