I worked for a bit watched more tv and put a water by her table on the couch. She woke, oblivious to not having panties on, got her water, and took an...other XANAX bar from her purse. In front of me, still incoherent trying to talk to me. She sat on the couch bobbing, and eventually her eyes rolled into her head and she was out again.It was only 9:30PM and I was no where near done, with new refound courage of yet another XANAX coursing through her. She would be out until noon the next day. I was. She turned to Rebecca and me, while she herself was shucking off her limited clothing and said that we might as well all be naked.Very nervously Samantha removed her clothing, as she normally did folding them neatly and laying them on a chair. She stood there naked. I too stood there naked.Rebecca ordered Cyn to lie on the bed with her legs spread and her feet planted on the bed. Cyn looked terrified but complied. Rebecca said she wasn't going to force Cyndi to do anything so she could get up. But our core business was still run out ofthe motel room.After a brief stop at Vinnie's, we were on our way to catch more fish. I had never really been inside a truck stop before and watching all the big trucks coming and going was impressive. That was before I realized why we were there. Another interesting fact I learned was that almost all of the big rigs have beds behind the seats for the trucker to sleep in when he's tired. It also works well as a place to fuck.After about 10 days of. A webcam. And it was focused on me. “Trust me, you’ll want a reminder of this, Miss Spencer. Now remember, as long as you can and don’t forget to ask permission. Oh, and I sincerely hope my husband doesn’t return before you’re done. That would be particularly humiliating.” That said, she ignored me, leaving me in the hell of my imagination… I let my mind wander, unable to take my eyes off the camera sitting on her desk unless it was to glance over at Mrs. V. from time to time as she, true to.