I was plugging along on the bike as usual and barely glanced over to see a car with 4 people in it, two guys up front and two girls in back. Thats not what caught my eye...its that one girl in the back seat, having removed her seatbelt, was climbing across the seat on top of the other girl, and started to make out.
Having caught sight of this, and after closing my mouth just shortly before my tongue began dragging on the asphalt, I realized that being on a busy freeway surrounded by male drivers riding next to a car with two women kissing in the back seat for all to see was probably not a situation I needed to be in.
So I moved out of there.
The story continues.
Having barely forgotten the incident, I see the same car a few miles later. Truth be told, the fourth passenger apparently had disappeared.
Who says the daily commute is boring?
