By Bob
Once on the highway I set the cruise control to just under the speed limit. I had to keep my wits about me as I was driving drunk. As I drove along into the bright afternoon listening to the radio and feeling the warm breeze on my face from the open window I glanced over at my passed out mother-in-law. She was slumped back against the seat with her mini skirt still hiked up around her waist. Her sheer black silk blouse hung open her breasts jiggled with each bump along the highway, her