Me and Lora

I was just getting out of the shower when the phone rang. I was already running late for town cause I had to fix my truck when I came in from school. Nothing much, just changed the transmission. It was now 8:30 and everyone usually got to town about 7.

Mom answered the phone so I went to my room to get dressed. She knocked on the door and said Lora had called and I was to call her before I left. Lora??? Lora who and what does she want???

So I get dressed and go to the phone and mom has wrote on the note pad Lora 693-4344. So I called.

A woman answered ” Hello?”.

“Hello, is Lora there?” I asked.

“This is her, hey I was wondering if I could ride with you to town? My Datsun broke down on the way home from school.” she said.

Still puzzled but sorta intregged by the sexy voice on the other end ” Yeah, sure ,but you’ll have to tell me where you live?”.

“I live on farm road 10…. Do you knwho you are talking to Darrell? Lora. I sit in front of you in english, we have woodshop together, hangout together at lunch!”she said.

” Damn.. I sorry, I just got out of the shower and I will be there in 30″ and I hung up.

I pull up to the old farm house about 35 minutes later. Lora jumped in , the house was dark and it was dark in my truck.

I backed out of the driveway and onto the road. I asked her to open the beer window and get us a beer. .She got knees in the seat right beside me and reached threw the window. That’s when I noticed, WHAT AN ASS!!! She caught me checkinog her out.” Was you looking at my ass?”

“No, not me!” I smiled, ” I was looking at the fine ass that someone put in your jeans.” as I grabbed second gear. She laughed and said” It looks totally different than it usually does.”

I never seen her in anything but baggy jeans and sweat shirts.