My name is Sara am a natural blonde and yes i have blue eyes am about 5;10 and a size 10 with 32b breasts

My reputation for being a slut had spread around uni and i started living up to it, wearing slutty clothes and loving the attention. so it was my mates hen night and we had gone to bristol for a night out. i was ment to be sharing a room with my mate becky. It had been a long night of drinking and drugs and it was a great night. but then becky got into a fight with some girls ( i never did find out what it was about) but anyway she wanted to go home.

Our train wasnt till 7pm the next day and here we were at 1am in the morning in the middle of a city that we didnt know dressed like whores, (becky in a black seethrough dress and black bra and knickers and me in a tight white vest and demin skirt and high heels, i forgot my underwear that night).

We walked for a while and found a truckers rest stop, their was a loads of big trucks all different sizes, we walked into the cafe and i swear everyone stopped talking and stared at us, i asked if anyone was heading back to home and it turns out one was. we asked if we could jump and a lift and suprise suprise he said yes!

George was just how you image a trucker, beerbelly, bald guy who eat to many fryups and rarely washed!!