The Last Hitchhiker
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The following is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons alive or deceased is purely coincidental. All participants are over the age of 18. A minor descriptive portion of this has been taken from my previous story, “Busty Amazon Hitchhiker”. The rest of the story is new with a different plotline. “What the fuck?” I thought to myself as I spied the woman hitchhiking at the side of the road. I’d never seen anybody hitchhiking in this spot on the edge of town. Geez, I hadn’t seen anybody...
Franc saw her standing on the paved shoulder, right after he made a turn into William Flynn highway. "Good luck," Franc muttered to himself, "hitchhike isn't a feasible thing nowadays; it's the eighties, not the sixties anymore." He took a look at the dashboard clock, it was close to four-thirty in the afternoon. Franc was driving from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, back to New York City where he worked and lived. Despite his purpose of going to Pittsburgh was to attend one of his...
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Gay MaleTHE HITCHHIKER I was driving along highway 175 on my way to Lac St-Jean, in Northern Quebec. I past through Quebec City 20 minutes ago, and was beginning the long 2 hour stretch of highway that winds it’s way straight North, through dense, thick, deserted forest. I loved driving up North, but I disliked this part of the highway. It was full of deer and moose, and many other animals. I would often spot moose along the side of the highway, and sometimes, I would come across terrible...
"Oh my God, look at that woman; she's incredible," I thought to myself as I approached the figure standing next to the freeway on-ramp, her right arm extended, thumb pointing up. I'd just finished four days of sales in this city, meeting with more corporate reps than I cared to remember. Business had been good, with some existing contracts extended, plus a couple of new ones I was glad to land. I was only 27-years old and had started out on this business venture of mine about three years...
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It is difficult to tell with hitchhikers. I mean you only get about 10 seconds to suss them out, before you are past and on to the next one. (I do like the way they space themselves out on the slip road, though.) I usually go for a girl. No, not for the reasons you are thinking. God, when I look back; ten years on the road; hundreds of towns, and thousands of miles. Christ knows how many hikers and how often have I gotten lucky? Two one night stands; you know, great at the time, but the...
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It was difficult to say which of them was more foolish. The hitch-hiker or the guy who picks her up? These days, either or both could be modern-day highwaymen looking for an easy mark. But it was my groin that decided for me. She was there in my headlights, all sleek and slick from the pounding rain, the sheer white smock she wore seemed far more appropriate for a wet-T shirt contest than a lonely night on I-55 smack dab in the middle of Mother Earth's pissing match against the slickening...
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Greg turned left, exiting the highway. It was early afternoon and he still a few hours drive ahead of him. But he wasn't in a hurry, and this alternative route was a bit more interesting. Someone stood at the side of the road. As he came closer, he saw that it was a young girl hitch-hiking. He slowed down. She was in her early twenties, he thought, had long red hair and a nice body, Her long summer dress had a floral pattern, and blew around her, occasionally revealing a pair of long, slender...
It was raining hard. I mean, like a torrential downpour, the kind that doesn’t let you see ten feet in front of your face. Even though I was under the canopy, pumping my own gas, I was still getting wet. It was then that I saw her through a momentary break in the sheets of rain. She kept looking behind her as she slogged down the road through the monsoon-like conditions. Then she was gone. I finished pumping and got back on the road. Returning home from a conference in North Carolina, I thought...
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