She caught the sight of her white cotton panties underneath her skirt and her bare legs. Only socks were on her feet, no nylons, pantyhose or stocking..., just white socks. She was certain her daddy would be pleased.It was a lovely evening as Abbey left her apartment and stepped to her car. Opening the door she slipped behind the steering wheel and almost cursed. Because she was so short she had the seat pulled up almost as far as it would go so her feet could reach the pedals, but that had. She turned around to see how it looked from behind and knew that the height of the heels was making her legs looked more toned and long clad in the stockings. Stealing herself she lifted the back of the skirt slightly and took in how taut her ass was. Her panties spoiled the effect a bit as they were yellow with little flowers on them. 'Maybe new lingerie is needed', she mused to herself. She stood up straight and ran her hands down her leather clad torso and felt the clench in her stomach of. Of course, Dan and Laura had moved away and they didn’t know what happened.”“So, after Steve and Mom divorced we moved in with her friend, Vicky. A few years later, Dan retired and he and Laura moved back here but couldn’t track down Mom. They had no idea where we were living. Then three years ago, Laura was killed in a car accident which made the papers and Mom heard about it. She should have contacted Dan then but didn’t. At least she knew he was living in the area.”Brad paused for a minute,. About twenty minutes from our home, I saw the first sign for the rest stop and could feel my cock begin to stiffen in anticipation.A few miles further down the highway, I pulled off and onto the exit for the rest stop. There were two cars full of families that looked to be picnicking under the shade of a few trees. Quickly scanning further down the lot, my eye caught seven tractor trailers pulled to the end of the stop and I smiled. I learned long ago in my twenties just went on at these places.