It's Rebecca herself. I love you forall the things in your character but also for the all of the dreadfulbits that are missing. And as much as that is...what is wonderful aboutNeil, then Rebecca has everything that drives me mad." What do you mean?" asked a staggered Neil."I cannot stand Rebecca. She is just awful. A completely vacuous andirritating type of person," rushed out Carrie, knowing that she neededto get this off of her chest. Neil just stared at her in disbelief, soCarrie dived in. He wasn’t angry. He just doesn’t understand it. He says, ‘You could have been anything.’ I say ‘I am something: a stock car driver.” Sissy smiled. ‘That’s kinda nice.’ ‘So, why are you here?’ ‘What? In this truck or hangin’ ’round the circuit?’ ‘Take your pick.’ ‘A’ight,’ she scanned the dark floorboards of the truck before she continued. ‘Ah’m in this truck ’cause ah saw you racin’ and ah thought you had po-TENtial. Ya’ll ran pretty good out there … and ah thought’d be a shame if Martin pulled. I paused and held my breath, waiting to see if he was going to wake up. While he continued to snore, I moved up slightly causing his shaft come to rest in my moist slit and I could feel his erection throbbing against my clit. As I moved ever so slightly, his hard cock slid up and down inside my labia. My orgasm was so close that I couldn’t stop myself. I reached down between my legs and guided the head of his dick into my awaiting pussy and slowly slid down onto it. As he penetrated me, I could. My god, I could be here days.As it went I had been tied to the bed for close on eight hours. Fear had stopped me wanting to carry out normal duties and that fear was about to increase tenfold. I had been asleep and I awoke a little groggy when the stairs creaked, there were footsteps approaching. I hoped it was Mary and she would release me from this ridiculous game she was playing. The door creaked open.With the blindfold on I was desperate to see who it was, I wanted to hear a voice,.