Sandra sped along route 39 at 115 mph. There were never any cops around here. There was never anybody around really just miles and miles of dirt and sand. Even if she did go off the road she could probably control it....probably. Sandra was a 5'8", busty, smart brunette with a fetish for life. She liked it and got as much of it as possible. Some said too much. So what if she had tried every extreme sport known to man (and invented just as many of her own). So what if she tried just about any food dish she came across (at least once and amazingly she never gained a pound, must be the exercise). So what if she fucked anyone (and anything) that took her fancy. It was her philosophy on life. Do it all. And she did her darndest to do just that. Lately she had been fantasizing about hitchhikers. She had never done it with a hitchhiker before. People said it was dangerous to pick up hitchhikers. That of course was what made it appealing to Sandra. The thought of fucking a complete stranger that she pick up off the highway was very arousing. He would probably be dirty...oh yes. She was definitely going to try it. And it was as simple as that. Sandra decided to pick up the next person she saw and try to seduce them.
It took a while. She was out in the desert after all. But eventually she saw a guy walking on the road ahead. As she got closer he got onto the side and pulled out his thumb. He looked surprised when she slowed to a stop a few feet away, even more so when he caught site of sexy Sandra sitting in the front seat. He was about 5'4", 30's or 40's, sandy blond hair, maybe two days growth on his chin, and kinda scrawny. His eyes were a bright green color. Kinda weird. Cool!, she thought. Oh yah and he was dusty and covered in sweat after walking in the desert all day.
Perfect, she thought. She rolled the window down as he walk up.
"Need a lift?"
"Y-yes," he looked a bit unsure.
"Hop in sexy," she flashed him a seductive smile.
Confused but not one to argue he climbed in the passenger side. Sandra took off. They drove for about ten minutes before anybody said anything.
"Nice car," the hitchhiker said.
Sandra smiled, "What's your name?"
"Ned"
"Where ya headed Ned?" Sandra started to play with her hair. Ned took notice.
"L.A."