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Chapter Two in my novel of Cassie living 24/7 as a woman…please read Chapter 1 and let me know if you want more. EXTENDED VACATION Chapter 2 After experiencing a great sexual adventure less than two hours after becoming Cassie full time, I was now in a even better mood as I got back on the freeway and headed north. Due to the low air pressure in my tire, I drove around 50 MPH for about ten minutes until I saw a big truck stop and gas station at the next off ramp. As I took the exit, my two new friends waved good bye as their truck passed me. I had driven by this truck stop many times over the years, but have never stopped. I was amazed at the size of it. It had a huge parking lot that featured at least 35 large trucks. I was just ready to pull into a parking spot, when I saw a truck driver walking from the restaurant towards his truck. I slowed down to pull up beside him. “Hi.” I said after rolling down the passenger window. “I need some air for one of my tires, can you please tell me where I should go? This place is so big.” I used my best feminine voice. He was a handsome man, about 45-50 and flashed a big smile once he saw me and knew that he could be helpful. He took a couple of steps towards my car and rested a pair of big hands on the open window and looked at me. His eyes started at my face, but before he said Çukurambar escort bayan a word I watched his eyes discreetly look downward all the way down to my feet and back up to my face. “You know young lady; you should know how to fill up a tire when it needs air, especially if you are travelling by yourself. But if you need help, I would be glad to help you, may I hop in?” He asked. I told him “of course” and he directed me towards the gas station section of the truck stop. “These days they charge you for everything, including air for your tires. However, since you are with a regular I know where we can get some free air; pull over there next to those two big rigs.” He was pointing to a section of the truck stop that specialized in gas and service for the big trucks. I followed his directions as I explained to him it was my rear driver’s side tire that needed air. During the short drive to the service location I could feel his eyes checking me out over and over from head to toe. I was trying to do the same to him from my peripheral vision to insure I was safe, but more importantly that he was a candidate to have some fun with. From my occasional glances and my side vision, I could tell that he was indeed handsome and a strong candidate. My initial assumption was correct, Escort demetevler I was sure he was pushing 50 and handsome. His hair was very thin on top and the little that he had was turning gray from his natural black. A full well groomed gray goatee confirmed the fact that he had transitioned from black to grey and also he took pride in how he looked. “My name is Cassie, I expect you meet my type a lot at these truck stops.” I said. “You know girls in distress.” “Hi Cassie, my name is Buddy. Stop right here and I will fill your tire.” He replied ignoring the second half of my comment. “You don’t have to do that, I can do it myself, I know how!” But before I finished my comment he was already out of the car and headed for the hose to fill up my tire. I looked in the mirror and decided to put on a little more lipstick, I also pulled my skirt up a little baring some more leg, my skirt was now just about two or three inches below my panties. When Buddy returned to my car, I noticed his immediate attention to my legs, so the adjustment to my skirt had done the trick. “Do you mind driving me back to my rig?” He asked. “It is the least I can do for my Prince Charming.” I laughed. My mind was racing on how I should approach this; I was still very horny as my young friends just dikmen escort got me warmed up. I really wanted to get into his pants whether it was a blow job or a nice hard fuck, but unable to come up with a plan. I was hoping he would make the first move, but he might too much of a gentleman. I was thinking I could tell him I was a hooker, because I knew that a lot of hookers hung out at truck stops, but I didn’t think at 4:00 in the afternoon, this would be the time. Before I could complete my thoughts Buddy started a new conversation direction. “You sure have a lot of stuff in this Expedition; may I ask where you are going?” “I sure do have lots of stuff, I am moving temporarily to Bakersfield from Los Angeles. I am renting a furnished apartment, but I had to bring a lot of my clothes and personal belongings. Where are you going on your trip? “ He replied in an upbeat tone “Well I am headed to Fresno, I don’t do really long hauls, I usually go between Arizona and Central California. I will get to Fresno around 8 or so tonight and then I will turn around and spend the night near Bakersfield. In the morning, I will head back to Phoenix and arrive around 3 or 4 in the afternoon tomorrow.” He pointed to his truck and as I pulled the car up to his truck I said “Too bad you won’t be in Bakersfield earlier, my first night in town, I would fix you dinner to say thank you for helping me with my tire.” Before he could reply I leaned over and put my right hand on his thigh and gave him a kiss on his left cheek. It was not a peck, I deliberately let my lips stay on his cheek and I could feel the roughness of his day long stubble on my lips.
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