Jim was had been driving for only a short time when he was passed by a small compact sports car. As was his habit Jim looked from his perch in his van down into the car that was slowly passing him. She was beautiful and she caught him looking at her; she smiled and pulled in front of him. He could see her looking at him in her rear view mirror. Her car began to slow down and Jim pulled out into the passing lane and passed her. In a few minutes she once again pulled up along side of him and Jim once again looked down. This time she pulled her skirt up a little bit more and showed him her sleek thigh. She was wearing a T-shirt that could barely contain her huge boobs and Jim almost had a wreck watching her. This hop scotch routine went on for several miles until she signalled him to follow her into the up coming rest area. Jim was totally mesmerized by this time and he followed her car into the deserted rest area. They parked their autos and Jim got out of the van and walked over toward the car. Then Allison 'unfolded' herself out of her car. Jim was 5'6" tall so his face was boob level with this beautiful amazon. "Gee, you are cute and I've always wanted to see the inside of one of those van's. Can I see the inside?" Jim said of course and they walked over to the van. He held the door open for her and almost fainted as he glimpsed the flex of her calf as she stepped up into the van. Allison sat on the back seat and told Jim to come and sit beside her; he readily did as he had been instructed. "You know, I get tired of driving and I stop from time to time and try to get a little exercise to break up the drive. I have been thinking about getting one of these and I have just decided that I am going to do just that. Tell me a little about yourself." Jim began to tell her a little about his wife, kids and his job. "I don't mean that kind of stuff. Tell me about your exercise program, sports you play. You know, the physical stuff. You said you were 42 years old, surely you workout or something like that." Jim told her that he didn't have an exercise program and that he had been thinking about starting to try to get in shape. Allison smiled and said, "I work out with weights and I wrestle men. What do you think about my shape? Would you like for me to let you feel my muscles? Let's have a muscle comparison contest. I'll bet you $100.00 that you don't have one muscle as big or as well developed as my 21 year old muscles. Then, I've wondered how good a van would be as a wrestling arena. I'm going to use you to find out. " to be continued . . .