This was not the day for my car's air conditioner to give out. Ninety-five degrees in the shade, this hot southern heat had the inside of my car cooking like an oven. I had just showered and already the tendrils of my hair were sticking to my neck and rivulets of sweat trickled down between my breasts. I wouldn't have been out here if it weren't for this stupid errand I had to run. A
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