Crawling back into the sleeper cab it is nice a warm removing my clothing turning on the music snuggling down into the blankets I soon drift tosleep....Soon I have been awaken with a cold hand rubbing my bum then sliding between my thighs rolling over smiling why hello trucker can I help you.Smiling oh yes there is something you can do for me and what would that be.Sliding his arm around my waist pulling me so I am now laying on top of his naked body he grabs a fist full of hair pulls my head. Usually happened in the summertime.When she would sit there, dangling those feet right there in front of me, I would imagine what it would be like to just take each one and lick the sole and suck those sweet toes. I knew of course it would never happen though, her being almost driving age and me being only in my first year of Junior High School. One afternoon at the lake on a 4th of July, we all went to watch the fireworks and after we got back to the family cabin, everybody turned in for the. I loved the story. The author and I have emailed back and forth a bit over the years and he and I talked about interweaving the characters of Runaway with my girls in Community.Here it is. Be advised that Duncs is British, so you get a bit of different slang and a different tone, and he insisted on using the wrong spellings, like 'colour' and 'honour' and such.This is mostly his lead into the connection. Do wait patiently because there WILL be more to this story.)Meanwhile, in a small town in. One present remained. He couldn't possibly imagine what was in it. It was larger than the other two, so he wasn't sure what to expect. Inside was a pair of skin-tight black pants and also a very tight blue t-shirt. There was another note:"Get dressed and then come over to the hotel and meet me in the room."He picked up the pants and slide his smooth legs inside. The fabric was soft and skin tight. It was also somewhat sheer material so when he pulled them up over his ass you could clearly see.