"How long will it take to get to California?" she asked him as she climbed into the cab of his truck.

"Three days, darlin’, three hard days," the driver had replied.

Now, seeing the Welcome to California sign, Jude heaved a sigh of relief that the three days, hard ones indeed, would soon be over. She had paid his price for her ride. No, not in dollars, but in what he had demanded she do, the "favors" that he had asked of her. But, hey, she thought, she was almost there, and it wasn’t like he was a psycho rapist or murderer. Sure, he was kinky as hell, but she had gotten across the country, and that was all she cared about. Everybody knows there’s no such thing as a free ride, she rationalized.

"I am going to burst if I drink this before I can go pee," she said. He looked at her, nodded knowingly at the water bottle she gripped in her hand, and smiled broadly as she tipped the bottle up to allow the water to run into her pretty little mouth. Such a cooperativ...

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