As this is my first submission I am going to keep it short. Work into new things slowly is what I have always been told, although jumping in headfirst sometimes works too.
Friday night, as always, had me, along with many other people, out to Tom's place. Tom is a buddy of mine who I went to High School with and we still hung out a lot cause we were both into four wheeling and snowmobiles and that sort of shit. Tom had himself a nice pad a few miles outside of town and after he got the place all fixed up it became the place to be on Friday nights.
Most of the time everyone just sat around drinking and bullshitting, which is typical of a bunch of small town hicks like us. Hell my dad used to tell everyone I had a BS degree, a bullshitter's degree that is. Hell on any given night we can talk about trucks, cars, women, sex, beer, racing, etc, etc etc. You get the picture.
I had just cracked open another Bud from my cooler when Brandi pulled up in her truck. Brandi, also a classmate, was what most of us would say a 12 on a scale of 1 to 10. It wasn't just that she was hot; she had a great personality, along with a badass side. A somewhat dark complexion along with dark eyes and long dark hair only added to the effect she had on people. Brandi only stood 5' 4" and couldn't of weighed more the a buck and a quarter soaking wet. A great ass and a nice set of boobs rounded out the stats on her. Tonight she had chose to wear her brown cowboy boots, a pair of tight ass faded Wrangler jeans, and a white halter-top along with her white cowboy hat. Like I said she just screams HOT.
She jumped in the back and grabbed one of her own bottles of beer and jumped over to where I was sitting. She took a seat on top of my own cooler and cracked open her beer.
"Hey 'Duster', how's it going tonight."
"Doing dam good and yourself?"
"Ah shit can't complain other than the truck is missing a bit, any chance you could take a look at it sometime."
"Yeah I suppose I could, when do you want me to."
"Hell lets do it tonight, unless you don't wana, don't matter to me"
"Ok hell lets head over to my place and get to it."
I swung myself around the roll bar in my box and climbed into the cab, fired the truck up and backed out of the yard and onto the driveway. I shifted into first and took off with Brandi right behind me. I cranked up the stereo with a little bit of Garth Brooks that was in the CD player. Ain't going down till the sun comes up was playing and I didn't know how true it was going to be tonight. I looked in the rearview and seen Brandi's old GMC staying right with me. God I loved the truck, I could remember when I had bought it when I was a senior in High School. It was just an older beat up '77 step side with a 400 small block and full time 4x4. I sold it to her about a year later when I found another project truck to work on.
"Just leave it running."
"Ok can do."
