Melody Foster was on her way home during a terrible snowstorm. She had to drive with caution if she didn't want to end up in a horrible accident. On her way home, she saw a few nasty accidents with cars spinning out of control on the icy roads, crashing into one another. The snow was falling hard and the roads were completely buried under tons of feet of snow. Melody was miles away from the city limits as she took a weekend ski trip up in the mountains with some friends on winter break.
"Oh Goddamnit," cursed the 22-year-old college sophomore Melody. "I knew I should have borrowed my dad's truck."
As Melody was driving along, she saw someone hitchhiking. She thought the person must be crazy to be out in this terrible snowstorm. Trees and power lines were being blown down from the fierce wind of the storm. Since Christmas was just around the corner, Melody decided to pick up the hitchhiker and protect them from the violent snowstorm. She drove up to the person and rolled down the passenger window.
"Do you want a ride?" Melody asked.
"Yeah, thanks," said the pleased hitchhiker.
Melody unlocked the door and the hitchhiker entered her car.
"Thank you," said the manly voice of the hitchhiker.
Melody had no idea if the person was a male or female since he or she had on layers and layers of winter coats. The hitchhiker began to undress a little bit since it was pretty warm in Melody's car. He took off his hat and facemask to reveal a handsome, dark haired man with the prettiest blue eyes Melody had ever seen.
"Thank you, ma'am, you saved my life," the hitchhiker thanked Melody again.
"It's cool. No pun intended," Melody replied. "I just think that someone would have to be crazy to be out there in this storm. Perhaps I'm crazy too for driving in it. I just got back from a long ski trip weekend and had no idea what the city would be like."
"My name is Riley by the way. I didn't catch your name?" the hitchhiker said.
"Melody."
"Cute name."
"Thank you. I like the name Riley, too. I might name my son Riley."
"Can't have enough Riley's in the world now, can we?" Riley joked.
Melody gave off a cute giggle. Riley couldn't help but notice that Melody didn't have super model looks. She was on the borderline of being average. Melody had shoulder length blond-brownish hair and had gray eyes that were covered by thick-framed glasses. She also had an overbite and when she smiled, her gums would show entirely.
"Brrrrrrrrrr! It's freezing out there," Melody said as she carefully turned a corner.
"You're telling me," Riley said.
"Probably the coldest part of my body right now would be my feet," Melody said. "Being the idiot that I am, I forgot my boots at home and I wore tennis shoes."
"I think feet are the sexiest part of a women's body, if you ask me," Riley replied.
"Really?" Melody questioned.
"Yeah, I'm a feet lover. I have a foot fetish for women's feet. I work at a shoe store just to get a chance to hold and look at beautiful women's feet. Sometimes a woman's feet can be jack up and disgusting. I hate helping them try on shoes," Riley responded.
"I never had a guy touch my feet before. I have had people say that my feet are too big or really long. I wear a size 10 1/2 in women's."
"Damn! Those are some pretty big feet you have, Melody."