I used to be wild, adventurous, and experimental. Especially in regards to sex, I was always hungry to learn something new. In recent years, I’ve calmed down, largely because of a serious relationship I found myself in. Last year, though, that came to an end, and I was looking forward to getting back to my old trouble. Aside from a few quick romps, though, nothing much happened. I’d forgotten how to let loose and go with the flow.
Until last week, that is.
It was all very unexpected. I’d thought I’d get my groove back in a bar, or a club, or someplace inherently sexy. Instead, I found myself in a gas station, on my way home from a solo shopping trip. After getting on the interstate, I noticed my gas tank was closer to E than I would have liked it, so I stopped in at a middle of nowhere station/truck stop. I filled up and went inside to get something to snack on on my way home, when I spotted someone.