Sara’s mind raced as she eased up I-95. Xxx video Cliff tapped his phone as she reluctantly rattled off her number. Traffic was moving much better north of Wilmington, but she was still panicked over what had just happened. Cliff was tossing clothes into the corner of the sleeper, threw back the bed sheets, and she watched as he set the video camera on a shelf. Sara’s frayed jean skirt rode up to her waist and he pulled off her tiny lavender tank top. He was not disappointed. “No honey, I hooked it up to the TV so I can show you the video.” Cliff pulled her into the sleeper and closed the curtain behind her. “Oh, I’ll be seeing you again soon, my sweet Sara. Unless you want to be known as the “Interstate Masturbator” to every trucker in the country, your face and pussy plastered all over the internet, and your career ruined, you better
