A truck cab lacking a trailer sped past her going well over the speed limit. She picked hp her microphone. "Breaker nineteen. You in the blue bobtail,...you got your ears on?" That's a ten four, driver. What can I do for you?" You just blew my doors off, man! You know Smokey likes to take pictures up near 128th street. You better slow down!" Thanks, ma'am. I just delivered my load from Shakey Town and I'm heading north to see my niece. I don't get this far east very often. Thanks for the bear. Now,even tho I was only 13 I kinda realised that if he'd never been married how could he have a grand-son!Yeah,ok,I wasn't THAT aware that you don't hafta be married to have k**s!Being kinda bored,no-one to kick back with I readily agreed.might just earn a couple of bob,(pre-decimal slang for shillings for those who don't know)!Off we went to his shed and he said,"You'd better take your t-shirt off boy,it's really dusty in here and you don't want your mum to bawl at you"So,there I was in just. I was wrong.After a minute or two, Max lifted his head with a loud, wet smack from my nipple. “What’s next?” he asked.“Next?”“Yeah, what do you want me to do next?”“Seriously?” I asked, feeling the dread of having to talk dirty wash over me.“Gwen, babe, you don’t have to be nervous,” he said soothingly. He cupped my chin with his thumb and forefinger and lifted my head up so that we were looking directly into each other’s eyes.“You are so sexy to me. Your long, red hair, those perky tits, that. Several years passed and i relocated to the city i now live in. i kept in touch with rick and as luck would have it he relocated about an hour's drive from my house. we met several times to catch up with any news. it was during this time that i was exploring the gay side of me. to make a long story short i shared this with rick. we decided to meet at a hotel and the rest is history. the first time we met we showered together and i was honest in what i needed. he did not disappoint. i love,.