A large man stepped out of the truck and Jason grew nervous."What's the problem?" the man yelled from the darkness. His features were indistinguishabl... due to the lack of light."We're stuck out here on the highway and I'm not sure what's wrong," Jason replied with a bit of tension in his voice. "Well let's have a look," the man hollered back. A bright light illuminated from the trucker's hand and his face became visible. He looked to be in his early thirties, with a bald head and a thick. And you too, you lucky boy. Sally just finished sucking me off, didn't you, Sally? Sally's eyes were crazy, and I thought I might be seeing tears in her eyes, I wasn't sure. But Sally answered me. She said yes. Yes, Sally said. Brad made a noise. Then I had another thought. Sally, I said. Sally just looked at me. Sally, I said, why don't you show Brad how you sucked me off. Sally caught her breath. Justin, she said. Sally, I said. I didn't know what the hell was going on here myself, if you. We talked about general things, our jobs and family etc. all the time I was trying to think of a way to get things moving towards a more intimate direction. I finally came up with something."I bought a Chromecast recently and was thinking of watching some porn with it this evening while the wife is away. Are you okay with that?"He gave me this weird look like I was a pervert or something but then smiled and said why not. I got the device set up then used my iPad to cast a website that I. "It'll be long gone if you did." I took a cab," Evan replied. He still stood on the doorstep."You should have called!" Camille insisted."You know my credo, Girl!" Evan said, his smile never wavering. "'Better to seek forgiveness than ask permission.' May I come in?" This isn't a good time," Camille said. She glanced back over her shoulder to the coffee table. She had been going through a shoebox filled with every card or letter she'd received from Evan Duffield during their whirlwind romance.