Last week I was going to our summer cabin to open it up before the rest of the family arrived so I had a few hours to clean up the dead mice and air it out a little. I was driving there fully dressed and was just taking my time, I got behind a tractor trailer and he was going the speed limit so I was happy just driving behind him. As we got further from the city the roads get more hilly so at one point he was going slow and I past him. It was a fast pass because it was a little busy and it was a two lane road so I past pretty fast, as soon as I past him he honked his horn. I thought to myself there was no way he seen inside my car, and even if he did I wasn't wearing anything inappropriate, yes I was wearing a wrap around dress and it was a little unwrapped showing minimum leg, when I drive with my wife I usally like to show a little stocking tops, but I felt as if I was very conservative. When I drove into small towns he would catch up and get beside me but I wouldn't see anything unusual, I was getting further and further and it seemed like he was always a certain distance away. As I got closer it was much more quit and was almost starting to wonder were is he going and I was starting to ask myself more questions. I was now a few miles away and decided to pull into a gas station and let him pass, he did pass and I waited a few more minutes, I started going again and I couldn't believe it he was parked at a park parking lot and soon as I passed he started going again. I now called my wife and asked her for some advice, I told her the situation and the first thing she asked me if I was wearing a wrap around dress with my long legs and stay-ups all out showing, and maybe I teased him. I told her and did admit my wrap around was opened a bit but not showing that much as usual. She told me to relax and its probably my imagination. I had one left before I was close, I decided to go straight and take the first right into a gravel road, I was looking in my mirror and seen he started to make the right and seemed like as soon as he seen the gravel he stopped and backed up and went straight. I ended up taking an alternate route which costed me about 45 minutes longer, and my wife was upset with me for wasting my time like that. WOW! I felt like I was in that movie when I was kid were the guy couldn't lose that truck. What do you guys think of this, has this ever happened to anyone here. Kind of crippy, don't you think?