A BJ story

I went for a late run again tonight along the Pozzuoli Boardwalk.  I made the mistake of running only a bit off the main side walk and spied two steaming parked cars. The first had its windows obstructed enough to allow me to pass unnoticed (though it was obvious what was going on inside). A few minutes later I passed the second, which had nothing blocking the windows. The dude was in the driver side-jacket over his lap- a women in the passenger seat (well at least half of her). The other half was leaned over with her head buried under the jacket . There was enough light from his stereo we actually made eye contact, which I thought to be very intrusive. He obviously didn’t care as much because he smirked and gave a friendly nod. I didn’t know what else to do so I gave him the thumbs up and kept running.