Susanne knows she is in for something unusual, as she sees I get two ropes from the bag with our beverages. She offers no resistance. I tie her betwee... two birches and tell her to spread her legs wide. I kneel down in front of her to look at the lines of her labia. The inner ones poke out a bit, near her clit. She is even a bit wet inside. More like moist. From fear of pain to arrive before she will get any pleasure. I try the effect of hits with a few twigs at my hand, wondering how hard I. Anyway, a local trucker saw my note and offered his truck as a venue. I said I would have to find a way, so we started taking drives on the highway and flashing drivers. They loved it and it turned her on to see them watching her.The trucker and I set up a meet point at a local truck stop where we would meet by accident and take it from there. We pulled into the truck stop and I had already been talking to her about an inside the truck photo shoot, she was wishy washy on the idea. He got out of. More importantly, what happened to you?" I asked in concern. It wasn'tjust a physical beating. He looked demoralised.He shrugged. "Mo Money... they were looking for you. They found me andasked me to pass on a message..." he winced and touched his broken lip."Jess... why does trouble follow you around?"I sat back in my chair. "I don't know. I'm really sorry." I feltfrustrated. These guys... they knew they couldn't get me so they wentafter him. I shouldn't have been hanging with Lyfe. Me I could. .." He hesitated, trying to figure out how best to describe her, and Annie shuddered as she came up with her own ending to that sentence. "She's my friend, and I'm trying to help her. You taught me this. We help people. Look at what you do for Snow Angel, and what Tricia does for the homeless. Well, Lynne needs help, and I can help her. I want to do this for her."Annie stared at their clasped hands, and there was a catch to her breath. Her face flushed as she squeezed his hand, and she looked.