Buttonwillow

Buttonwillow (35°24′02″N 119°28′10″W) is a key stop for motorists traveling along Interstate 5 between Los Angeles and the SFO Bay Area. It features gas stations, restaurants, several hotels/motels, including a Best Western, and travel centers, all located at the exit of State Route 58.

There is a large electrical substation next to the town that is a part of a central north–south transmission corridor. It marks the northern end of Path 26 across the Transverse Ranges and the southern end of the Path 15 power lines. Buttonwillow is the motel hub for members of the Sports Car Club of America's Cal Club region when they hold events at Cal Club-owned Buttonwillow Raceway Park.

The town is also known for hosting the Best in the West jet rally, an annual gathering of model jet enthusiasts.

Buttonwillow's primary industry is cotton farming.

A Master/slave evening

We were nearing Buttonwillow during a 350-mile drive from Los Angeles to our home in Mountain View, CA. Buttonwillow is 200 miles north of Los Angeles, and we still had nearly three hours of driving ahead, making it a good spot to stop for food and gas.

While eating, we discussed the long drive ahead. As it was nearly dusk after a long workday, she asked if we could stay at the Best Western across the street. I agreed, mentioning I would get a massage or session. She agreed.

After finishing our meals, we left the truck stop restaurant and headed back to the car. I opened my door and got behind the wheel when she knocked on the passenger window. I rolled it down and said, "There is a 'Taste of India restaurant and Lounge' next to the motel across the street. I will meet you there."

She replied, "Master, I would like to use the motel to clean up and get ready beforehand." I thought that was a fair request, so I unlocked the car door.

We checked into the motel and went to our room. She said she wanted to surprise me and asked me to "go for a walk and meet her at the lounge in an hour."

An hour later, I entered the lounge. She was sitting at a table with drinks already ordered. I responded to her "Who are you?" with "What will it cost?" Twenty minutes later, we left the lounge, her in a raincoat and me with a smile. We quietly entered the hotel and went to "my room," where she sat on the bed with her raincoat falling open, revealing stockings, heels, and flesh. "Put your wallet on the chest of drawers."

She stood and walked across the room, letting her raincoat slip off her shoulder, showing she was wearing panties, a bra, stockings, heels, and nothing else.

We spent an incredible evening together—I really didn't want to check out in the morning.

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