It's friday and we are all going to the beach afterthis. So I have on my bathing suit underneath. So you cansee the top because its tied behind my nec.... Anyway, I'm soaking in the tub and I'm feeling that my knee isgetting better. I am going to have to take off the wrap whenI get to the beach and I'm wondering if I should tell him I'mgoing to the beach and not to wrap me. I can hear his keys jinglingand soon I hear the door being opened. He doesn't come to meright away and I'm not sure what. "Okay," her husband replied then went back to concentrating on reading the book he was engrossed in. Carol glanced over at her husband of twenty-three years and couldn't help but notice how much he'd changed over the course of their marriage. At fifty years old he was ten years her senior. Gone were the days when he wore his black hair slightly long and his stomach was washboard flat. Now his head showed a lot of scalp and his waistline was as big as his chest. Sitting at a desk for over twenty. I had never really been inside a truck stop before and watching all the big trucks coming and going was impressive. That was before I realized why we were there. Another interesting fact I learned was that almost all of the big rigs have beds behind the seats for the trucker to sleep in when he's tired. It also works well as a place to fuck.After about 10 days of nonstop sex with an ever increasing number ofmen, the manager of the motel finally became suspicious enough to kickus out. He accused. "Now Zoë, don't you go giving that cherry to anyone else!" Why not Zack? You won't take it so someone has to, I need to be fucked like a real woman, it's what I want!" No sooner than the words were out of her mouth, Zack pinned her down and was on top of her in a flash! Zoë taken completely by surprise, started to yell, "ZACK, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Well you said you wanted me to pop your cherry damn it so I am going to do it!" With those words his mouth was on hers, crushing it, kissing deeper.