He was a tall, heavily-built man, about 45 years old and well-dressed. Porn “O.K., kid,” he grunted. “In addition to enjoying this, I want you to pay attention to what I’m doing and how I’m doing it,” he said. Once he was naked, he came around to the passenger side and told me to sit down where he did. I didn’t resist; it was pointless, and the longer he stroked the less inclined I was to resist. By then this kind of question didn’t faze me. I went to college about 75 miles from my home. Think how tough it would be to catch another ride out here.”
He was right. There wasn’t any farm machinery parked inside, so we could drive right in and park undetected for as long as he liked. After he recovered, the salesman walked back to the open trunk and got some moist wipes to clean me off.
