Affectionately known as "Lot Lizards", "Pavement Princesses", "Sleeper Leapers", they tend to move from truck to truck soliciting drivers seeking mone... for sexual acts, drugs, or even a ride down the road.Just like regular street hookers, each of these ladies has her own reason for doing what she does. Some suffer from drug addictions, some are homeless seeking a warm place to stay, and some are just looking to turn a quick buck.The following is a story of one such "trucker. Even since the day before, when they'd talked. Something was changing, and it worried him, because now he didn't know what to expect from her."Well I certainly had an unusual day, maybe the most unusual day I've ever had in school."She started walking and then stopped when Mike stayed rooted where he'd been standing."Are you coming Mike?" Oh yeah, sure Jennie. So what happened to you that was so unusual?"Mike caught up and then matched his stride with hers. He was expecting her to tell him. They moved into a smaller home in another city, and things seemed simpler.Sarah could never tell anyone about so many things The worst, by far, was how agonizing it was aborting the baby she had made with her father. To many, it was a no-brainer. Everyone she knew told her she was a victim, but she knew better. Her own vanity had put her in a position to lose herself, and her sadistic father had pushed her the rest of the way. Losing the baby just meant more invasion into her body, more loss,. He suddenly caught me by my waist and pulled me and gave me a lip lock. I was shocked. But eventually, I started responding well.He was sucking my lips and giving the best french kiss I ever had. I can feel his hands going down at my butt and grabbing it while still sucking my lips. His grip over me was strong and which I never felt before. We both shared saliva and I kept forgetting my boyfriend by each second.I started to moan while kissing. When he released me there was a small string of.