‘Up ahead there’s a curve, and then you’ll see a dump truck in the median. As soon as you see it, switch your emergency flashers on and floor th... gas pedal. As you pass by the truck, let up on the gas and slow down to the speed limit.’ The truck came into view, a huge dump truck heaped up with sand or dirt or something. On the front it had a V-shaped snowplow blade about as big as a small house. The driver started it forward to block off the ramp, and we just got by as he was bringing the plow. She heard a whirring sound. The partition separating her from the driver’s cabin lowered. ‘Good morning, ma’am.’ the driver said politely. ‘I am to take you to the hotel.’ ‘Oh…okay. Where is…’ she started saying, but the partition had been closed again. Mansi sat in the car as it sped towards Malad. She was a little surprised at being picked up like this alone. Usually, he was always in the car. Again she told herself, maybe he is busy catching up with work after his foreign trip. The limo. Now prove that you belong to me and strip naked?' I was shocked, but I quickly obeyed doing as I was told, and sent him a naughty picture to prove I was indeed naked. In the photo, I was standing while seductively sucking on my finger, and angling the phone so he would see everything, my had nipples, even my clean shaven pussy. He replied, 'Good girl, now start touching yourself.'I knew I really shouldn't be doing this. From past arguments with my mum's boyfriend, I knew it wouldn't be long. It was almost completely full now, and I had no idea where the lid was. As I fastened my pants, I looked around and saw that there was nobody in sight, so I opened the window and poured our pee out on the ground. As I shook the last little bit out, he pointed out that we never said our names. I introduced myself, and he told me his name was Greg. I asked him where he lived, I’d take him home so he didn’t have to walk. He had a small two bedroom house three blocks behind the store. He said that.