I started to pull the straps through the sleeves, but she grabbed my hand. “Nuh-uh. I wanna see your nipples … take your shirt off.” As I pulled... it over my head, she inhaled sharply, as she tossed my bra in the seat next to her. “Mmm … my friends … there you are.” She pulled me close and, cupping my breasts, she teased each of my nipples with her tongue. I couldn’t stop the moans and sighs from escaping. “I want -” I started, breathless with pleasure. Her sucking and teasing of my nipples was. It was about a half mile to the truck stop. My shorts were slightly too big in the waist, even though they came up above my mid thigh, so I had to keep pulling them up slightly. I finally made it to the truckstop, plopped myself down on a picnic table, took a sip of water, and lit a smoke. Crossing my legs like the fag I am, I smoked, watching trucks pour in and out. I watched these big meaty truckers head in and out of the restrooms, with a few keeping a few keen eye on me. I waved,. He chased down one alleyway then another. Through one yard, then another. Still he couldn't find what he was looking for.))((He reaches a house that seemed familiar to him. Oh sure, this was his friend Betty's home. The scent he was searching for was emanating from there.))(("Gruff!" {Gosh! She must have gotten a friend for me, } he thought to himself.))((Into the yard he bounded. There in the middle of the backyard was this beauty of a Golden Retriever. True it's color was strange for a dog, a. The fact that it's impossible but is still here is probably an important clue about what's going on."The trio left their sleep room and continued their journey down the long corridor."Impossible but still here as a clue? That's an interesting idea, Rob. What is impossible but still exists? Do you mean like an illusion?" I'm not sure. To think of that thing as an illusion is a tempting thought. It takes away some of the horror, to think that it's not real. But it felt real! I think it almost.