As we did so, inches from pressing into her, she looked up and I couldn’t help but notice the eye contact and another smile. I instantly felt acutel... aware of her closeness. I actually got embarrassed and when I went to speak my works somehow awkwardly became a jumbled mess of babble making my embarrassment even more acute. ‘You ok?’ she asked although I was less convinced it was a question and more a statement as she could easily see the effect she was having on me. ‘Fine, you?’, I replied.. A sweet girl, about 21 years old. She wore a hoody trying to hide her looks but it was obvious that she had a great body. I saw her this morning listening to one of the speakers. I thought there was no way that she was here alone but then I saw her again leaving a small tent for only one person. It was far enough away from the rest of the crowd. It was perfect.I think I was a bit disappointed when I found out that she was perfect for what I had in mind. I guess some part of me hoped I just. It can get pretty lonely with no one to talk to but the other truckers on the CB. Usually I enjoy the time alone, but ever since my wife left me 3 months ago, and took my kid with her, the long road has been tough to take. So when I saw the hitchhiker on the side of the highway, I figured I might as well pull over and get a little company.She climbed into the truck, and swung her backpack into the back of the cab. I pulled back onto the road."Thanks for stopping, mister." No problem. My name's. ” I was massaging higher and higher.Claudette squirmed exposing her lower body completely. She murmured. “I’m not hungry for food. You have something else in mind and I agree. Kiss me, my love.” It was much, much later before we thought about food.It was time for Christmas break for Claudette. We were enjoying married life as much or maybe even more than when we first married. We would spend Christmas with her parents and then drive to my parents’ house staying in Atlanta for a few days before.