She worked as route coordinator for the local school districts bus routes. I drove to make extra income. Me and Megan started out with the usual small...chat, good laughs from time to time and the occasional dirty joke. She was real cool people and never once snarled at such a joke, in fact she initiated by jokingly accusing me of staring at another female drivers ass every chance i could get and calling me a horny black dude. Spot on in her assessment I thought to myself lol.I usually finished. I knew what they would be, being intimately familiar with them all. She was so good in the car, showing no signs of distress on coming away with me, alone in the car for the three-mile journey between homes.I knew Frances would be at home preparing breakfast when we arrived and she greeted Holly in the usual way of lots of fussing and settling down. Holly wanted to play as usual and after our fruit and toast, I indulged her with toy fun indoors. It was a perfect December day. Clear blue sky,. I can see the trucker talking to a group of guys as we walk out, and I know he is telling them what just happened. My pimp hands me several business cards and tell me to go give them to the guys. As I walk over to them, I see that the card says “Rest area Whore, here every 4th Saturday. Will do anything.”. I hand one to each of the guys sitting there, and turn to walk away. One of them reaches under my skirt and feels how wet my pussy and ass are. He tells me he will see my next time, as he. Her body was well toned from her days on the cross country team. Her full D-cup breasts filled her top really well and her sweatpants did a good job of showing the curves of her hips and ass. Despite all of her womanly features, she was still that awkward caring friend that I have come to enjoy being around.As I stepped into the house, it started to sink in that this would be the place that I was going to call home. The house had three bedrooms, a master bedroom and two regular rooms. Since.