Rebecca didn't much like to drive, let alone drive in the Arizona desert in the middle of summer. To make matters worse she was now sitting in her car on the side of the road with a blown out tire. The only good part of her day was that she could see a little town from where she sat in the front seat of her car.
Rebecca got out of her car and walked into the town. She found an old man sitting on a bench and asked where the nearest car repair shop was. He informed her it was down around the corner.
When she got to the shop she entered the front door. No one was there. She rang the little silver bell on the counter, it didn't ring. She picked it up to look at it. "Of course, it's broken just like everything else I touch today." She said out loud. There was a door behind the counter where she could hear loud rock music coming from. She went through the door into the work bay where several cars were parked. She called out several times but received no response. She walked along the cars looking to see if anyone was there.
She noticed a pair of legs sticking out from underneath a very old blue Buick. "Sir? SIR?" she called to him with no response. Finally she lightly kicked him in the leg. A loud thump sound came from under the car along with several colorful words.
As Josh rubbed is forehead that he had smacked on the underside of the car he looked out to see a pair of very feminine feet in white flip-flops. He slid out from under the car and looked up to see a very beautiful woman standing there. She had long slender legs, a white miniskirt that if it were any shorter he would have had a great view, although he wasn't complaining so far. She had long blonde hair, and a pink camis that was extremely low cut so he could see a great deal of her breasts that seemed to be straining against the shirt holding them in. 'Why can't I have more customers like this.' He thought.