Yes

Leigh shrugs. She can at least grab something caffeinated and take a bathroom break, provided such amenities exist in this little town.

The exit approaches and Leigh takes it, following the signs for Hammond Gap. She soon sees a sign for a gas station and heads that way, daring herself to leave her pants off until she's come to a stop.

She puts the car in park in front of a small but clean looking gas station, and scrambles to get her sweatpants on. She manages to have them mostly in place by the time a man is walking toward her car, grease-stained shirt indicating that he works here. She gets out of the car and locks it behind her, waving at the man.

He stares at her as he approaches, and she wonders if he's interested, or hasn't seen her racial combination before, or...

He manages to tear his eyes away and glances at her car. "No gas for you miss?"

"No I'm good," she says. "Just need a drink."

"Go on in then," he says. "Mae will be happy to help you."

She feels his eyes on her back as she rushes in. She tries to shake her stereotypes about rural people--after all, he is perfectly nice, and he is rather cute, if a bit old for her.

Inside a young woman who had to be fresh out of high school. Her light brown hair is back in a ponytail, and she still has some baby fat in her face. She is wearing an unflattering blue polo branded with the gas station's insignia and some old jeans. And she too is staring.

Leigh shakes off the feeling of being constantly watched and makes her way to the bathroom. It's surprisingly decent. She quickly pees, then pulls up her pants and moves to wash her hands. She freezes looking in the mirror. This whole time her shirt has remained unbuttoned to the middle of her chest, putting her sternum and what little cleavage she have on display.

That explains the staring. Leigh's face turns red, but she can't pretend that she doesn't feel a bit of a rush. She brings her hands up to button the shirt, then lowers them again. Maybe she'll leave it.

Leigh heads back out and grabs a large bottle of cola before heading to the cashier. Mae is standing there staring again, and as Leigh gets close, it's clear she can't take her eyes off Leigh's chest. Mae bites her lip, then stops immediately when she sees Leigh has noticed.

Leigh takes half a second to size her up. She is pretty cute, actually. She's not chubby, just a little thick. She's got a pretty face, full lips, and clearly some sizable tits that not even her tent of a polo can hide. Her legs seem quite shapely under her jeans. And...she seems interested.

"Hey Mae," Leigh says, hardly able to believe herself, "when do you get off?"

She looks startled that Leigh knows her name, and stumbles out a response. "I uh...I mean...just a few...like...at 3."

Leigh takes a look at her phone--it's 2:25. She nods at Mae. "Okay. You wanna show me around town when you're done?"

Mae nods enthusiastically. "Yes I'd be happy to!"

"Cool," Leigh says, flashing her best smile. "I'll be around."