"No you wouldn't," she said back, "I'm going there anyway. You'd only be cargo." What do you get out of it?" I asked.She smiled. "Company on a long dr...ive," she replied with a grin.Well, I kind of thought I might be getting into something, but it's not every day that an attractive lady trucker offers you a ride. Besides, it had to be better than spending the night in a truck stop."Well, OK," I decided, "my name's Lance by the way." Shannon," she said as she stood up.About twenty minutes later we. The driver of the van leaned over, and pulled my panties back up, rubbing the crotch into my juices. He started the van, and started driving. Every once in a while he would rub my crotch, or squeeze my breasts, but for the most part, he concentrated on driving, while I cried. We pulled into what I guessed was a parking lot, though most of the lamps were out. Again he left, warning me to keep my legs apart. I was starting to cramp from having my body in this position for so long. Just like. So, how do you feel?”Emma started to answer when she smelled the food, and her eyes shifted to it.“Eat,” Ann said with a smile. “Those two sandwiches should last you for an hour or two — maybe.”Emily bit into the tenderest, best-tasting steak sandwich she had ever put into her mouth while beginning to notice how she felt. Wonderingly, she looked at the two grinning girls.“How long does the feeling last?” she asked.“As far as we know — forever,” Ann answered.“I’m going to feel this way all the. I told her I never did this before and was willing to do what they ask. She told me to go to the dressing room and change into the bathing suit, and go to the back. I never enjoyed playing sports and had a feminine looking face and a slim unmusculer frame. I changed into the bathing suit and went to the back room and knocked on the door. A tall heavy set man opened the door and asked what I wanted. I told him the woman up front said to come here. He let me in and told me to stand on the mat in.