And they'd be right. Ah! Yes! Heading towards the bathrooms right now; two very likely targets. One was a heavily overweight, forty-to-fiftyish black...woman with close-shaven hair, a bloated figure, and not a hint of glamour. The sort of woman who was most likely lashing out against a beauty ideal she thought she couldn't match, by abandoning even a pretense of sex-appeal. The other older, white. Withered and aged, too weakened and tired to care any longer about clinging to a long-lost youth.. "I can'tbe sure."The deputy looked down the street, seeing that some of the men of thetown had cut off the outlaw's retreat in that direction. "Go ahead andshoot 'em, I'll drop you soon as you do." His words sparked laughter fromsome of the men down the street. Few people would mind if Claude waskilled."You let me go or she dies," the outlaw demanded again, pointing his gundirectly at the back of Claude's head. He didn't understand the laughterof his captors and truly believed his hostage to be. I gave him the best blowjob I knew how to give.I don’t know if it worked, but no cops came, and we didn’t get kicked out that night. Jessie maintained that same cup with the cum from earlier. It grew more and more disgusting as the semen of more than a dozen men (including the cashier) was added.The truck stop wasn’t very big and we didn’t have any competition. We did over at the travel lodge though. A group of Cuban girls were working out of a motel room. They had kids a little younger than my. I sat on the cushy couch, while Mack policed the house for people. I knew what he was going for, but I didnt make a note of it. He entered the room and sat on the couch next to me, staring at the blank television screen. After a few minutes, he turned to me and said, Come on, Ill make you feel better. He stood, offering his hand. I took it reluctantly, and he hoisted me to my feet. We made our way to where the mattress was still set on the floor in his room. He took me by the arm and tossed me.