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Chapter One - The Ride

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2007-05-09

I needed a ride. I had no money and I was in the middle of east bumfuck. I had walked 18 miles to this truck stop and I had to find a ride.
I put on my cute cut off jean shorts; they show off my nice ass and smooth tan legs. I’m 5’5” with perky C-cup tits and long red curly hair. The red hair usually sealed the deal. Guys couldn’t resist it. I usually managed to get what I want. I met this guy at the truck stop. He was paying for gas. I pretended to look at something next to him as he paid at the counter. I bumped into him and purposely lost my balance. He reached out and put his hands under my arms, and held me up.

I couldn’t help noticing his hand brushing across my ass. We started talking. He told me his name was Jeff.

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