I was studying for my school certificate exams at the local all-girl grammar school at the time. I did pass with distinction in all subjects but Mothe... had a breakdown which meant I had to take over the shop and forget plans of attending university and becoming a journalist.After a couple of years Mother recovered enough to manage the shop and I got a job at my father’s pot bank learning plate painting. My fellow workers were all girls who were a jolly bunch always laughing and full of. He knew how to turn on a woman. It was too late , I couldn’t back him now.I was at the mercy of him. He pushed me hard against the wall and bent down to kiss my belly button. I was beginning to moan but I made sure that I don’t shout out loud. With his mouth missing my belly he lowered his hands and for them inside my petticoat and reached my thighs. I immediately got down and kissed his lips and hugged him tightly. He however was determined to fuck me today got back and made me lie on the. This book was sold to Chuck about two years before. It listed all the addresses and phone numbers for all the ‘trucker approved’ bordellos and whorehouses from the Mississippi to the Pacific. Well, not all of them probably, but there were over five hundred listings.On one particular run, he had to overnight near a small town in New Mexico. He’d never been there, or even on the branch of highway that brought him there before. He was horny. He had left his wife two days before and he’d fucked her. I closed the door and a huge smile formed on his face and he bear hugged me. I hadn't seen him that happy for quite some time. I laid out a few rules, but actually they were more like guidelines. I'd give him thirty minutes, don't kill her, don't break any bones, and just make sure to leave me something to work with after he leaves. I handed him the cuff key and he entered. Beyond him I could see the confused and very frightened look on Ms. Jessica's face. I closed the door behind him.Over the.