Roadside Assistance
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My life sucks. I know you hear that phrase a lot, but sympathize. I lost my job at a private corporation that my father had 50% of his stocks in. He believed that I would have my life set out for me to the day I died. I tried the job, which sat me in a desk with no windows. Just a door to have my boss pop in once in a while. Did I mention I was a wuss?
To add to my hellsih life, my boss tried to fool me and succeeded. He sent a gorgeous, steamy, young, hot secretary of his to my office. I didn't notice that she handcuffed her hand behind her. I had no control of myself as she unbuttoned my pants and unzipped them with her mouth. I was ticklish too, undoubtedly making sounds loud enough for anyone near to hear. She managed to get my erect penis on and started sucking it. By then I was totally relaxed as if I was in a dream. Little did I know that my boss heard rumors of noises coming from my office. It was all a blur when my boss came storming in pulling his secretary from my crotch. I was like a bionic man, pulling my pants up, buttoning and zipping it up and running in constant fear out of the building. I feared what I feared most. I feared my father find out what had happened in the corporation, so I had to leave the place where my name would turn into a laughing stock and all the trust I gained, down the drain.
And I'm trying to let these things be the last things on my mind. I feel like I want to be as far away as possible from my father and my family. After getting smeared in the face with a false identity due to the scandal, I don't know how I'm going to face people. After running out of the lobby, I try not to look at other people, especially people I know. My vision become tunnel vision, having me set a goal. That goal is to get to my car, my beat-up muscle car, and drive far, far away. I start it and drive straight out of town. Anywhere but here will do.
I drive what seemed to be an endless path of American asphalt passing road signs and entering through a state line. My energy level start to deteriorate as the day becomes afternoon, and the afternoon becomes night. I don't feel a sense of being lost but I do see that I'm driving through some unfamiliar roads. The endless driving suddenly makes my mind wander to the time of the incident in the corporation. Once I get to the secretary sucking my dick part, I find that I'm driving on the wrong side of the road. I swerve back on the right side. Good thing there wasn't an oncoming car.
I really need to pay attention watch where I'm driving. Even though I feel like committing suicide, I do not want to embarrass myself further by having an accident on a traffic-free road. Getting ahold of myself, I regular check the gauges. All I do notice is that my engine temperature is rising. Bad luck seems to be on my side.
All of sudden I see, smell, and taste smoke coming from my engine. I immediately stop on the dark road and check to see my engine's status. Having only the headlights on to see where I am walking, I walk to the front of the beat-up car and I lift the hood. As I lift the warm hunk of metal hinged near the windshield, a huge cloud of steam gushes out, pushing me back and trying to fan the smoke out of my face.
I try not to panic or feel hopeless at this time. I calm myself down and try to formulate a plan to get me out of this situation. The first thing that I do is look for help. I can see that the night creeps up to me in this environment. The last specks of daylight disappear in the horizon. The last car lights passed by a minute ago. All that was left was the stars in the sky.
I thought I would be stuck but I then I hear a sound of a car coming up, but I didn't see any lights...
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