On a hot afternoon day a young man with short black hair named Michael was on a long drive to a city, miles upon blazing miles away. Although the air conditioner in his car worked fine the bright sun was searing through the windshield against his shirt and long shorts. Despite the day's conditions Michael had his travel planned out just like many times before. The trip was long and would take two days just driving during the day. His next destination was a small town with an inn that he's stayed over at countless times before.
As he drove along various building strips of rest stops, bars, and homes Michael slows and pulls over to a gas-station for fuel and drinks. Parking near a dispenser he notices a woman further up the road holding up a thumb. Wondering what she looked like up close he hoped that no one else would pick her up until after he met her. Wrapping up at the gas-station, Michael drove onto the road and up to the hitchhiking lady. As she walked up to the car Michael was silently thankful at being able to pick up an attractive woman.
Introducing herself as Dulci she places her backpack in the back seat of the car and sits in the front with Michael. Glancing at travelling beauty he thought her to be older than himself. He found her looks alluring, her figure in jean-shorts and buttoned-shirt tempting. Dulci's destination was explained and it turned out to be the town that Michael would be staying overnight in. The two rode off, chatting and getting to know each other better as miles were travelled.
As they drove and chatted Michael often complimented Dulci on her looks. The beauty retorted and jokingly said he was was being sarcastic or lying. Trying to be as truthful as possible Michael challenged her and wanted to prove he wasn't lying. Dulci then wondered and asked how was he going to prove he was being honest. Michael then reaches for her beauty's hand, holding and caressing it while giving a swift, lustful gaze into her eyes and causing Dulci to smile as she knew what he meant.