|If you love me, show me|
Cody and I were finishing our walk at the Fair Grounds when we walked by a car with the engine running. Inside was a youngish gal who I suppose guys would describe as "hot."
Just then a pickup approached from the opposite and slowed down as it passed the running car, placing Cody and me in between them. I felt some kind of weird communication between the truck and the car as the parked car began following the pick-up. They stopped at a small parking lot. The guy got out and jumped into the "hot" gal's car. Ding ding..... cheating, cheating, cheating. They were obviously married to other people or why meet in a deserted fair grounds on a cold winter day. Oh, right, it is Valentines Day and they have to meet and profess their lust on this romantic day. I'm sure there could be a thousand innocent excuses for their meeting but my gut tells me otherwise.
The hottie's husband probably left work early to buy his wife the traditional roses and candy and will present her with an expensive piece of jewelry when they have dinner at the fancy restaurant he chose. Pick-up guy's wife is at home in the kitchen, wearing an apron and cooking that perfect dinner for the man in her life. She had spent part of the day shopping for the diaphanous negligee for her and a sexy neck-tie with matching thong for him, in anticipation of their evening.
I hate cheating. I started up my car and drove from the park without a glance in their direction.