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The accident had rattled me a little, and I knew that, slamming on my brakes like that, I owned at least a share of fault for the accident. I had no intention of telling the other driver I had nearly missed my own house because I was busy fantasizing about a girl half my age. I tried to think of a better excuse, but the point was soon rendered moot. As I got out of my own truck, I realized the vehicle that had hit me was an older model of my own truck with a crack spider-webbing across the windshield. The driver's side door opened and a pair of legs, every bit as long and smooth and golden as I had imagined, stepped out of the cab. She was talking animatedly to a friend on her phone, completely focused on inspecting her own vehicle; I was completely focused on inspecting her. She wasn't wearing the jean shorts I had pictured, but rather a flamboyantly purple pair of booty shorts that seemed tight enough to have been painted on to her tantalizing ass. 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