Sexy undies solo

I had seen this portion of the world and I wanted to get on with seeing the rest of it; wanderlust, I guess you call this. Where were we going? Who cared as long as it was somewhere different from where we were at the moment. I have never taken a train, a plane or a ship, other than the merchant marine, to get where I wanted to go. In view of the fact I have seen most of the world via the maritime service, this form of travel no longer appeals to me. Now, when I go somewhere I take the only form of transport that satisfies as far as I'm concerned and that is the four wheeled vehicle called the automobile. Planes fly over things and all you see are colored patterns, ships can't go into valleys and hidden places, trains roar past most of the good spots without stopping and all you see is a blur of wooden poles holding up wires and the back fences of the poorest neighborhoods in America, but the car can be maneuvered into most any place. Well, not all places as I often discovered.