Oh Chloe, How very strange, I was a lorry driver for thirty years, When things wern't working with my wife and i realised that i could never be "Normal" I knew i had to make changes, It was no way her fault,We tried different things hoping to solve things,A brief period of swinging where i would watch her take other men, I would watch her face closely but so jelous that it was her receiving the pleasure, The time came when we both accepted that i was 100% gay,We started liveing seperate lives, She went out with her girl friends more and i found my pleasure viisiting the many public toilets around Cambridge. A true account of one of these visits to the one at Newnham is recalled in one of my storys. It was about this time that i started long distance driving, I had secretly gathered quite a wardobe that any sissy faggot would be proud of, I kept it all in my sleeper cab, I would leave home Monday morning and return Friday or Saturday morning,I would always shower at my last delivery of the day or at the services, I found places simular to Mildenhall all over the country, Many cruising car drivers would watch my parted curtains as i got changed into Cathy,I always tried to park with my ulocked passenger door to the wooded side of the layby, At night with my interior light on and my curtains partially open i was blind to thhe outside, I would kneel on my bunk,ease my panties down and pleasure myself with a lubed dildo,knowing full well that i was being watched, then knowing i had generated interest i would flick off the light and lay on my bunk, heart in my mouth,excitement building by the minute,just waiting for the door to be opened and the cab rock as my first guest entered. The sound of a zip being pulled,maybe the smell of sex,Feeling his nakedness against me,Now fear,delightful terror,Would he be rough,would i be slapped,was he too big for me, the sound of a condom packet being torn. Other times times feeling a heavy weight on my chest,my head plunged into darkness as a rigid penis is fed deep into my throat, Groaning ,thrusting, Waiting for it to swell then the final thrust as spurt after spurt makes its way down my throat. Like a ship at sea, a bird in the sky,This gay,queer slut is in her element, But then came dreaded retirement, I know find my pleasures from meeting from sites such as this and cruising, but oh how i miss that cab with its bunk and all its secrets, Dying to meet you Chloe, kisses, Cathy xxx