“What kind of questions is he asking? Gay sex I had always wondered what I was missing. It was a magical, unforgettable feeling.Mike wrapped his arms around my waist, pressed his whole body against me, and I felt small but very protected. And she ended up getting herself a lover.””Well, don’t worry, you’ll find someone new, better than the old one,” I tried to comfort him.”Yeah, but when will that happen, and men’s needs don’t go away.”That hit the nail on the head; my needs were also making themselves known.”And have you ever had relationships with anyone on the road?” I asked.”It’s happened, not to hide it,” he replied with a smile, “a couple of times even with a guy.”And that’s when I felt a jolt. The trucker pulled out lube and a condom from his bag (hmm, he’s prepared for everything!), sat on the edge of the bed, and I climbed up on it.…To be continued We broke up because I’m always on the road. Oh my God, I’ve always lacked the courage, but here I gathered my nerve and asked:”Would you like to with me?””You probably think I brought you here on purpose.
