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part.  Alone.  I told Frank I was sick, which was partially true.  But it
wasn't physical.  I wasn't sure whether I wanted to stay here anymore.  There
was nothing really holding me here, I had a bit of money saved up now but I
really didn't have anywhere to go.  The money would run out and then where
would I be?  The devil you know is better than the devil you don't. 
     
    It took me most of the week but I finally
decided to stick it out a while longer.  If I could take a bunch of fat fucks
spraying me with their filthy seed then I could do anything.  What didn't kill
me made me stronger.  I need to stop letting Frank fuck with my head and just
pocket the money.  Eventually I'll leave this place behind and make something
of myself.
     

Week 13
     
     
     After wallowing in bed last week I felt
revitalized, especially after deciding that I wasn't going to let Frank bug me
anymore.  But on top of that, I had a very interesting and pleasant experience.
     
    I was sent out to do a guy in a truck, as
per usual.  It was about 8 PM and I was hoping it was going to be the last call
of the night.  It hadn't been a very busy day, actually.  I had sucked a couple
of dicks through the glory hole earlier, and one without the wall in between,
but that was it.  A lot of truckers were married and thought that a quick blow
job didn't constitute infidelity the same way actual sex would.  So I gave far
more blow jobs than anything else.  The introduction of the glory hole actually
made things even more acceptable to a lot of these guys.  If they couldn't even
see me while I was doing it, they felt even less guilty.
     
    At any rate, this time I was going for sex
which was fine.  Sucking dick made me a bit horny and I hadn't gotten off at
all yet today.  I never came during a blow job, but I often could during sex. 
If not, I could always do it myself afterwards.
     
    When I got to the truck I did my usual
peek up into the cab.  I was surprised to see a young woman sitting in the
passenger seat.  She looked to be about my age, maybe 19 or so if not actually
20.  She had long red hair and was wearing a black halter top and short jean
skirt.  She was quite pretty, and smiled at me brightly when I poked me head
in. 
     
    "Hi, come on in, Dave will be back in
a minute he just went to get a pack of smokes," she said. 
     
    I pulled myself into the truck and sat in
the driver's seat next to the girl.
     
    "I'm Dani," she said, sticking
out her hand.
     
    "Anna," I said, shaking her
hand.  "Are you his... girlfriend?"
     
    Dani laughed.  "God no.  I was just
hitching a ride actually.  He picked me up a couple of days ago and I've been
riding across country with him since then.  He just needed to stop here for a
rest and to relax a bit."  She gave me a look that told me she knew I was
there to help him relax. 
     
    I must have blushed, talking to a girl my
age for the first time in months made me feel a bit embarrassed about what I
did.  She put her hand on my arm to comfort me.  "Oh don't be ashamed
Anna, we all do what we need to do to get by.  I'm not judging you.  As long as
you're doing this willingly, I think it's great. "
     
    I smiled at her, grateful that she wasn't
judging me.   I don't know why her approval meant anything to me, but I had
been alone for so long without anyone my age to really talk to I think I just
felt relieved that she didn't run from me screaming.  I just nodded at her and
smiled, afraid that if I said anything I would start to tear up.
     
    "Anyway Dave's not a bad guy, from
what I can tell.  He's just lonely.  He's single, spends all his time on this
truck.  He picks up hitchhikers just for the conversation.  That's not to say
he didn't try and get in my pants," she laughed.  "He is a guy, after
all.  But I made it clear he wasn't my type and he hasn't tried again
since."
     
    Her hand was still resting on my arm, her
fingers gently rubbing my skin.  It felt nice,