It's been a while. You sure are looking good Kayla. I think your truck is overheated.”I rolled my eyes: “Ya think? Hey Travis. Can you give me a r...ide please?”He laughed, “ Oh, yes Mam. I've been wanting to give you a ride ever since I first saw you wearing a pink sweater and pigtails back in middle school. Sure hun, I’ll help ya out.”I sighed and shot him a look as I rolled the window back up, then grabbed my purse and keys. I dreaded letting him see me like this, but better him than my nephew,. The thrill of danger was all that had remained of that time, despite better knowledge it felt like pure adventure and walking on the edge of death to sit down there.X’s hand fumbled on her belt before she had fully descended, and unbuttoned her jeans right after. The wooden plank pressed into her butt at a weird angle and she shifted her weight around, her hand diving into the small space between her body and clothes. There was no time to pull them down, and no time to start slow either.Her. Then the owner of the station came and told him the tanker truck was late and they had no fuel till tomorrow at least. He suggested the motel across the road as a good place to spend the night. There was also a pizza place and liquor store at the end of the block.It was getting late and the young guy manning the reception desk looked like he wanted to be elsewhere. As Bob checked in he told the guy his story and the guy, feeling sorry and bored, told Bob he'd flick on the adult movie channel in. Where they were sitting, we couldn't hear what they were talking about. Becky and I started kissing again and when we pulled apart, Becky said "When you are with a girl, do you prefer to get off in her or out of her?" I said "Well, I prefer to leave it in, but that would be up to you." Becky said "Well, the only guy that did that to me was Steve, and I would really like it if you did too." I smiled and said "Well, as long as you would really like it, I guess I can't let you down." Becky.