That day we were playing in the forts that we had built in the hay. We had done this many times and actually had quite a sophisticated network of tunn...ls and small rooms built into the hay bales and had a couple of flashlites and blankets, as well as various "munchies" stashed in there. We had fooled around on a couple of occasions, but it was just playful kissing, nothing serious. This day things started to get a lot more intense and suddenly she grabbed my hand and put it right on her chest!!. Hell look me up anyway. I’d like to see ya again. I’ve enjoyed riding with you this morning. I plan to be here at the junction for quite a while and I owe you.’ Bill could barely see the head of the driver from where he was standing. He still couldn’t believe someone as beautiful and small as Suzie was a truck driver. She couldn’t be over five feet two or three inches tall. Dripping wet he bet she didn’t weigh a hundred pounds. He also couldn’t believe she would pick him up and offer him a ride. “Look you fucking asshole, you have to stay 100 feet away from me. If you turn around right now I won’t call the cops. Just leave you sick bastard!” Her heart was racing. “Come on my little Blake, why won’t you just give our love a chance?” He said with a smile. “There is no love, you’re a fucking freak.” She yelled back. “That’s not very nice! What happened to you, what happened to my sweet little Blake?” “I’m not your little Blake, I’m not your little ANYTHING! I’m calling the cops Ken!” She. But nearly every one of them was simply, meet a stranger, share a hand job or blow job, and never see them again.The rest stop was completely empty, not a truck or car in sight. The last two stops I made were busy with over the road truckers and tourists. I walked into the restroom and took the end urinal. I pulled my hard cock, such as it was, out of my fly and pulled on it. I felt like a few strokes and I would shoot my load onto the porcelain, then pee, and continue west. I felt this was a.