The Gearjammer and the Homo
I should have known better than to pick up a stranger on the side of the road but, had you seen her, you’d have done the same. Even driving past her on the on-ramp as I sped up to get onto the freeway I could tell she was a looker. In that split second I decided to stop my car and back down the side of the road where she was standing, helpless, next to her vehicle. ‘Oh, thank you so much!’ she said as I got out of my car. I had checked her out in my rear view mirror to see if I had been...