Adventure Across Texas: An Erotic Adventures Book by Hill T.S

Author:Hill, T.S. [Hill, T.S.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2017-08-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Breakfast at a New Level

The journey is not all that is important, it’s also the people that we meet along the way.

In less than an hour on I-40, we were already entering the outskirts of Oklahoma City.

“You up to finishing breakfast?”, I asked Lori.

“I’m not sure that I will ever be hungry again.”, she answered, “Not diner food anyway. I don’t think I could ever bring myself to sit on another stool at a diner counter, even if the food was free!”

“How about a nice. sit down at a table cloth, with fine china, and real silverware, kind of breakfast, with the must indulgently rich breakfast foods imaginable?”, I asked.

“What are you talking about Cowboy?”, she queried.

“In New Orleans, did you ever eat at Brennan’s?”, I asked.

“Are you kidding me? We were poor. And, that ass wipe SOB that killed mama, he didn’t spend money on me.”, Lori answered.

“Well,”, I began, “I happen to know that Oklahoma City has a place that is even fancier than Brennan’s and the food is just as good, if not better. Before we take care of my bit of business here, what say we indulge. I think we deserve it!”

“Only on one condition.”, She responded.

“Name it!”, I said cheerily. “Two conditions actually.” She said. “Name them.”, I quipped.

“One, we don’t eat on stools at the counter.”, she said.

“Lori, they only have fancy tables and chairs, no counter, no stools.”

“Then we sit in the back, with our backs to the walls.”, she fired back to me in an adamant tone.

“I agree!”, I answered, “What else?”

“Before we eat,”, she began, “you stop at the next dollar store we come to, and buy me a tape measure. And you know what for! You keep diverting us to things, and I keep missing out on getting my tape measure. You might as well give in that I’m gonna measure your dick!”

“It’s a cock!”, I responded.

“Dick!”

“Cock! Damnit!”

“Only when I let you be in charge!”, she shot back.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”, I asked.

“It means that sooner or later, I’m gonna measure your dick! You may as well, quit maneuvering around and putting it off.” I busted out laughing.

“We’re trying to dodge getting killed, clear my name, get Milinni, I’m offering you perhaps the world’s most sumptuous breakfast, and you are worrying about measuring my cock. That’s, funny!”

“Dick!”, she snapped back.

Just then I spied a super truck stop/convenience store just off the next corner and wheeled in. I told her to stay put, and jogged into the store. Three minutes later I returned and tossed a package with two rolled up seamstress tape measures into her lap.

“Now, can we get breakfast?”, I pleaded.

“Sure, Cowboy, lead the way!”, she said beaming a big smile. She unwrapped the tape measures and placed one in the glove box, and the other in her purse. “Yah never know when you just might need a tape measure handy.”, She said, winking at me and smiling. Then she slid over next to me and placed her hand on my arm.

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