" Britt, we have only driven five miles together and you're already upsetting me. Don't make me dump your ass on the side of the road." Take it easy. ...hey've assigned me to ride with you for the next seventeen hundred miles. I don't have a license to drive with the chemicals you picked up from Huntsman Chemical. That means we'll be spending some time together. I'm riding with different drivers on different routes to find out the good and the bad about your job, to find ways to make things. . oh-mi-god-I-can't-believe-I'm-a-Top-Sheet-at-the-Ritz! Sorry, I'm just a little... Alright. Calm down calm down. I've done this dozens of times; this is my ninety-third bed; fifty-four as a Bottom.You've done inety three! Is it true what they say? That most of the time you just lie around waiting. I hope not, I want romance, I want passion, I want... Wait'll you get your first fart.Yewww.Look Top, I've been peed-on, pooped-on, and thrown up on. I've had sweaty, unwashed bodies rubbing on me. K**s, husbands...family obligations so we decided that we would go and spend a long weekend at her parents cabin in upper Pa. We had been fucking for months and the thought of waking up to her juicy pussy was all I needed to conjole and talk my husband into keeping the k**s and letting me enjoy a weekend away. We were in her car headed to a weekend of sexual hedonism. The ride was a little long and we made it fun with me fondling her stiff nipples and slipping my hand under her short skirt. This was going to be hardest part to get across to her. “You know – it’s no secret that I want – I’ve always wanted to, uhh, have sex with you…”“Now David, we’ve been over this.” Bobbi was worried that David was about to cross the line that had kept them together so far. And truthfully, David wasn’t completely sure that he wasn’t.“Just hear me out, Bobbi. I’m not asking you to let me put my dick inside you – well, for less than a million, anyway. I’m asking you to consider the idea.