An old gas station with some trailers behind it.

"Okay and we're here!" Holly declares as she pulls the truck into a small parking lot in front of an old gas station. She maneuvers the truck to back it up against the outermost of three garage bays and shuts off the engine.

"I'll show you around after we get your car down," she says, unbuckling before climbing backwards down out of the cab, giving you another tantalizing flash of her cleavage.

"Sounds good to me," you reply, although now you realize you are only speaking to yourself since she had already climbed up on the flatbed and has started the process of unstrapping you car.

You unbuckle your seat belt and climb down yourself before taking a look around at the old but well maintained gas station. Under the awning where the gas pumps should be are parked a few cars, probably the ones Holly is working on you guess. Turning around you see up on the station sign Masterson Services -- given that that is also on the door of the flatbed and another regular tow truck parked next to the building you assume it is her last name. Continuing to look around as you take a few steps away from the truck, you notice a large Komatsu bulldozer parked at the edge of the lot.

"Yeah, that's mine too," you hear Holly proudly say behind you. "What? Every girl should have a bulldozer!"

She giggles as you turn around to look to see that she has a big grin on her pretty face.

"It shouldn't be but a few more minutes," she remarks as she walks back to the garage door, unlocks it, and then lifts it up enough so that she can crouch down underneath it. A few seconds later you hear chains rattling and the door slowly begins to rise.

Following her inside, you see her hauling at a chain besides the door and walk over to her. "I can get that."

"Thanks, 'precate it," she smiles, letting go of the chains. "It wouldn't come back down unless you want it to. So while you get it up I'll get your car."

Walking past you and going back under the garage door you catch the slight smell of sweat and oil coming off her and cannot help but think that they only add to her allure.

As you work the door chain you hear the hydraulics on the two truck kick in and by the time you are done Holly's almost got your car off the incline. "Can I have your keys for a minute?" she asks, walking over to you.

"Yeah, here," you reply, holding them out to her.

Instead of just taking them she wraps her hand around yours, giving it a slight squeeze before taking them with a wink. "Thank you, Mr. Doe."

"You're welcome, Miss Masterson," you respond, earning you that smile again from her. You are seriously beginning to like it the best of all her body's many good features, and gets inside you car. Of course, you already love the mind and personality of the woman who owns that body.

Starting your car up, she rolls it into the bay, shuts the engine off, and walks back to the door's chain. She points behind her to the back of the garage. "Let me close this and I'll meet you around back."

"Okay."

She nods and begins to let the garage door down.

Walking around to the back of the station, you see three cars parked back there -- a maroon Dodge Ram 3500 4x4 crew-cab pickup truck with dually back wheels that matches the tow trucks in color and chassis type, though they are 5500's, and has her company's logo on it; a Jeep Wrangler that has been painted in military green and has a lot of off-road gear; and finally a gleaming jet black Nissan 300Z.

"Like my toys?" you hear Holly asks behind you as she walks up and stands beside you.

"I think I like everything about you, Holly," you respond and she rests her head on your shoulder.

"You really are as sweetheart aren't you?" She asks in what you sense is a rhetorical question. You can sense that smile on her and feel her nod slightly towards the Nissan. "Put a Corvette V-8 in her and she'll be the one we're driving tonight."

"She?" you ask.

"All cars are 'she's'," she answers, nestling further up to you.

Honestly feeling her body pressed up against yours, you could stay like this a while and as she makes no effort to move you guess she feels the same. Not wanting to break contact with her, and being even more drawn to her intoxicating sweat and oil scent, you take a look at the trailers before you.

"Home sweet home," Holly cheers softly, apparently sensing your gaze as she has yet to lift her head off your shoulder.

You can see three trailers laid out in a u-shaped pattern with the one directly in front of you forming the base. The trailer in front has a large covered wood deck in front of its entrance and another set of wood stairs leading down from a door further down. There are more steps coming down from between the front trailer and the two side ones -- from what you can see you another covered deck back there as well.

Finally Holly lifts her head from you shoulder. "Come'on, I'll give you the tour, show you where you'll be staying," she chirps, hooking your arms with hers as she leads you towards the trailer.

"Can't wait."

"Me either," she softly says again with what your sure is That Smile.