Most nights things were pretty good and usually some horny cum filled lorry driver would invite yo into his warm cab for a bit of fun. I was in bar in...Brighton and got chatting to this guy, I had seen him around a few of the cruising spots, but had never had sex or even a cat with him. We started to chat over a few beers about the things we liked about cruising. His thing was to either hang around bus shelters late at night or hitchhike. He worked at a popular holiday park on the south coast. (I almost asked Why? they hardly ever wore any. Good and bad really since they all used my credit cards to buy stuff, Joey too) - The cabin was almost finished - My girls were getting on with Joey better after she told them clothing was optional around the house. - The really important news was that next week most all my tubes and things were going to be removed. Yay. - My Masters never complained or bothered me until I got well and Lu Ann had given birth.In thinking about it, I did feel badly. But yeah.” He moved a little closer. I tried to ignore his aftershave. I loved the scent. “How have you been?”“Fine. I’m fine. Better than fine. John takes better care of me than you ever did.” I wanted the comment to hurt. It never seemed to faze him though. He bent down to tie his shoe and on the way back up, his hand found itself gliding up my thigh and under my little black dress and on my ass. No one noticed even though I jumped a little. “You sure? He seems a little, well, beta.. Paul slumped on top of me and we both tried to regulate our breathing. Suddenly I realized we were not alone. Over his shoulder I could see two guys silhouetted in the doorway by the hall light. “Hey, Paul,” one of them said, “that’s one pretty lady you have there. Want to share?”Without a word Paul rolled off me and laughed. “Sure, Harry. Harry, this is Susan. She is one hot little Freshman. Susan, this is my friend Harry. And that’s Johnnie.”I lay there naked, with Paul’s cum leaking.