So I was 19 years old, when I decided that I wanted to hitchhiked from California to New York. I was in college and not completely unaware of the world because of the things that have happened to me when I was living on the farm. It wasn’t completely without experience I’d been around truck drivers, and new their mentality and I also knew that there were a variety of dangers in hitchhiking when I decided to take my trip. I expected that at some point in my journey I might have to do things to show my gratitude for giving a ride, and I understood that there was a attentional that something might be expected of me that I wasn’t comfortable with. I had already hitchhiked around California a little bit and given blow jobs to guys who were less than attractive. One guy in particular was almost what I would call disgusting and I remember feeling as if I had done one of the dirtiest things I could have taking him in my mouth. Afterwards I spent some time throwing up in the ladies room of the restaurant. I promised myself I would be a little more restrained when I embarked on my journey across the country.
After getting my first ride from another college kid into Nevada, I got picked up by a truck driver. He made some comments about my looks and was very flattering and even attractive. But he didn’t really make any advances or demands so I didn’t offer either. We reached a rest stop where he was talking with other truck drivers and directed me to another guy who took me further into Texas. Again I wasn’t offering anything but some passing comments and hints were made that I should. This truck driver became a little more demanding and his comments became somewhat threatening I suppose, I became too uncomfortable with the situation and when we reached another rest stop I looked for another ride. This time a very attractive trucker that I approached was more than willing to take me as far as he was going up through Oklahoma and then on to Tennessee. I got my things together and hopped in his truck and we started out. He never indicated that he wanted me, I started to think he might not be into girls as a road with him for nearly 2 days. I slept in his sleeper cabin while he was driving and he stopped several times at rest stops and truck stops in between his deliveries and pickups. On the third day we ended up at a rest stop and he turned and told me that he was a little disappointed, he had expected I might offer him a little “action.” I told him that I had thought he was interested because he didn’t make any advances or comments like the other drivers. But I was perfectly willing to give him a little treat. We talked for a little while and he went into the truck stop, then came out and let me into the woods where I started giving him a blow job.