4 comments/ 8248 views/ 3 favorites 40 - Papa was a Rodeo By: 40DayDream [Lords and ladies of Literotica, if you could italicize the first 5 paragraphs and the last 4 'twould be great. Chapter titles would also look awesome in bold. This is the third that I have submitted for my 69 Love Stories series. They won't be coming in order (e.g., 40 submitted before 8), but I would like them to be listed in numerical order on my submissions site. Thanks again!] Hi! This is the third in my 69 Love Stories series, each of which is loosely inspired by one of the songs from the Magnetic Fields' masterpiece: 69 Love Songs. Again, as has been the case with my stories, this a fairly short story that builds slowly. There is some sex earlier in this one, but I won't claim that either of the participants particularly enjoy it. The characters are once again a little one-dimensional. A more elaborate story is in the works, but I took a quick break to finish this one up. All rights reserved. Chapter 1 I had fallen asleep on the bench when the voice woke me. "Hey mister..." She was probably talking to somebody else. I didn't want to open my eyes. This was my second time crossing the country in the last week. I could fall asleep here on this bench or in my car behind the wheel, dealer's choice. "Hey mister..." The voice was more urgent this time. I sighed. Apparently, I was not going to get a nap. "Mister..." She was definitely desperate. Unhappily, I opened my eyes. The girl in front of me, and the truck stop behind her, came into view. Apparently she saw that I was awake. "Mister, thirty bucks and you can have whatever you want." The girl sounded scared. She definitely wasn't what I expected a lot lizard to look like. Tall and skinny with long black hair and blue eyes, the girl could have been a beauty. She would have been a beauty, that is, if it weren't for the beating her face had recently taken. At a quick glance, she had one black eye and a split lip in addition to a number of cuts and bruises. I had never seen any of the (so called) lot lizards up close before, but I had seen them flitting from truck to truck in the distance a few times. To be honest, they had appeared less beaten, but more... damaged, I guess. The battered beauty had obviously become anxious while I did my survey. In fairness, I've never been quick at processing information. "Mister, thirty bucks and I'll suck your dick... or whatever else you want... "Please, mister..." The desperation coming off of her was palpable. I would never be interested in the services of a lot lizard, but I felt pity for this poor girl. "I'm not going to pay you to give me a blow job..." She turned to leave, "but I will buy you some dinner." She turned back to me with an anger in her eyes than I had not expected. "I didn't ask for your charity!" I couldn't help but flinch back, expecting her to hit me. Instead, her shoulders slumped, and the anger left her as quickly as it had arrived. It was heart breaking. I took a different approach. "You said thirty dollars for anything I wanted?" "Yes." Her eyes were down. It was obvious this was new to her. "OK, I'll pay you thirty dollars to come sit with me while I eat. I'll make it forty if you also agree to eat with me. They have a truly terrible looking cafeteria over there that is sure to be disgusting. How could I miss that?" A long pause. "OK." ***** I picked out a hamburger that looked like it had only been sitting under the heat lamp for a couple of days. When I asked her what she wanted, the girl pointed out a couple of items. While her attention was distracted somewhere else, I doubled her order. We sat down and I attempted to stomach the unpalatable burger. She, on the other hand, had the first hot dog (which looked disgusting, to be honest) consumed within a minute. When I pushed the rest of the food her way, she looked ashamed (briefly) before accepting it. I couldn't help but assume that she hadn't eaten in days. Once the edge seemed to be off her hunger, I began to talk to her. I had been concerned with how she would react to conversation attempts while she was eating so frantically. "I'm on my way back west. I can't say that I know how these truck drivers manage it, the days behind the wheel drive me nuts." She barely glanced my way.as I spoke. "People talk about the thrill of the open road, but honestly, the open road just makes me sleepy." Not knowing what to do, I kept talking to nonsense to her, hoping she might relax a little so that we could have a real conversation. "And the radio stations out here? Holy crap! There are other kinds of music than country, you know!" No response yet. "Your woman cheated and your dog die, and now all you have left to love is your fucking pickup truck. I get it. And your woman is strong, she does what's needed, she doesn't back down. "That's the only two songs they have, apparently. When people get bored of them, someone just remixes one of them and re-releases it." That earned a smile. "Where are my manners? I'm Bobby. What's your name?" The girl hesitated. For a moment, I thought she would leap from the table and flee. "It's fine. Look, just tell me your real name and then maybe we can help you come up with your new nickname." "Daniella." She looked a little relieved. "Do people actually call you Daniella?" I gave her a quick lookover. "I'm going to bet that people call you Danny." She blushed a little. How could the woman who offered to suck my dick twenty minutes ago now blush when I guessed her name? "How did you guess?" "Eh, kids are mean. A girl as tough as you is sure to have been teased for it. The name is an easy target. So, where are you heading?" "Why should I be heading somewhere?" "Because I know what happens to lot lizards, and I think you do to. You're obviously too smart to stay here if you have another choice." That made her wince a little. Something had struck close to home. "I was heading to California to try to go to college, but... now I have no way to get there, so I think that I should stay." That was the opening I had assumed might exist. "You know, I'm heading to California. You're welcome to join." I saw that anger in her eyes again. "I don't want your charity!" "It's alright, the company will help me stay awake." "No!" She gave a long pause, while obviously struggling with her pride over something. "I will pay my way somehow." That was enough of the conversation for now. We both knew damn well that the only currency she had right now was her body. I had no intention of using her, regardless of her pride. Once we were on the road this would be an easier situation to address. Getting up, I threw the forty dollars on the table in front of her. "There's your payment. I have the blue Civic out front. Meet me there in..." I looked down at my watch pretending to consider it, "ten minutes. I'd recommend you get some neosporin and such." I left, assuming it would be harder on her pride if I stayed to watch her decide. ***** Fourteen minutes later, Danny walked up to my car. All that she was carrying was a small plastic bag from the truck stop. She didn't even have a purse. I made a show of reaching over to unlock and open her door. She quickly slid into the seat, like she didn't want anyone to see her with me. "All packed up?" "Yes." Her voice had no trace of irony. I pulled out of the lot. Chapter 2 Danny didn't speak during the first few hours of the drive. She was curled up on the seat, unhappily watching the scenery go by. I couldn't help but guess that she was relieved to be leaving the truck stop behind her, but still was unhappy to go. At least at the truck stop, she had the illusion of making her own decisions. In the car, she didn't even have that. I tried to engage her in conversation a few times before giving up. My deeply clever comments on the weather and the prospects of Oklahoma football that year (not great) were met by silence. About 7 PM we slid into another exit to grab a quick dinner. I wanted to keep going as long as possible that night, even though I had no idea where I was planning to sleep. It felt strange to have another person relying on me. After another gourmet truck stop meal, we got back into my car. I drove until 11 PM or so, when I hit the wall. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to hold my eyes open much longer, so we pulled into the first motel I saw. Once in the room, she slipped into the bathroom immediately. I sat on the bed, to wait until my turn but I fell half-asleep almost immediately, still sitting up. ***** I woke to Danny gently shaking my arm, coming awake almost instantly. At first I was afraid that I had fallen asleep behind the wheel. No, I was in the motel. It was OK to sleep. Coming to my senses, I saw Danny standing in front of me. She was naked. I was so tired, I don't remember any details of what I saw in front of me except smooth white skin, with a few more bruises, and a patch of black pubic hair. It seemed like her breasts looked small, but firm. I honestly don't remember. The sight of her almost instantly aroused me. It had been months since I had last slept with a woman (my ex-girlfriend). She was beautiful. I felt, rather than saw, her draw my pants down and roll the condom onto me. Evidently that was where part of the forty dollars went. When she gripped my cock in her hands, I fully woke up for the first time since I entered the motel. That was the moment that I could have, should have, stopped her. Only then did I have the awareness to know what was happening. I ignored that little voice. She was beautiful. I was lonely... and it had been so long. God forgive me for what I did then, because I will never be able to forgive myself. Danny pushed me onto my back and climbed on top of me. This was not earth-shattering sex. She rode me quickly, while I lay back, still weary and a little confused. There was no brilliant mutual orgasm. I did not look into her eyes and declare my love for her as she writhed on top of me. She gave a small grunt when she pushed my first few inches inside her cunt. After that, she moved her hips quickly and in a few minutes I came into the condom. It was pleasurable. I think. I don't remember much of it. Danny threw away the condom and walked into the bathroom. I fell asleep on the spot, with my pants at my ankles. ***** I woke up a little later. My back was hurting from my odd position. When I looked at the clock, I realized it had been about an hour. Looking around the room, I couldn't see Danny anywhere. That woke me up. I was instantly concerned that she had followed our sex but by slipping out the door and running away again. I guessed that she had done that before. The light was on in the bathroom. I walked over hesitantly, afraid of what I would find. When I opened the door, I could see Danny on the floor of the bathroom, curled into a ball, still naked. She was evidently still awake by the way that she rocked slightly. I knew that look and it brought back memories I would rather have forgotten. Ashamed, I slumped down against the tub and waited. I didn't touch her, that would not help her deal with this. After ten minutes, I hoped she had acclimated to my presence, so I began to tell her a painful story. "I recognize that posture, I've seen it before. "Her junior year of college, my sister was grabbed off a jogging path by some pervert. We found her the next day looking a lot like what I assumed you did a few days ago. He had raped her repeatedly and then beat her before leaving her out, naked in the snow. I think he assumed that the cold would kill her before morning. "She had crawled a little ways, and managed to get under something that kept her warm enough to make it until morning. "When I saw her in the hospital, it was like someone had given her a lobotomy. Her personality was gone and she didn't even seem to recognize us. That semester, she dropped out of all her classes and moved back home. "A few weeks later, I found her curled up in a ball just like you are now. She didn't even acknowledge my presence for more than an hour except to lash out at me if I tried to comfort her or hug her. There was nothing I could do. "This will never excuse what I did, but I'm so sorry. I should have been stronger, and I should have guessed what you had gone through before." With that I quit. There was nothing left for me to say. I just sat there, staring at the ceiling. ***** I woke up the next morning on the bathroom floor, lying twisted in a painful position. It was painful getting up and I knew that the day in the car would be unbearable. Danny wasn't in the bathroom. When I walked into the bedroom, I saw her lying on one of the beds under the blanket. It was a relief. A few minutes later, she woke up. I saw her slip into the bathroom, still naked (I tried not to watch). Soon enough she was dressed and ready to resume the journey, something I was eager to do. Neither of us had changed clothes; neither had showered. It was going to be a pleasant day in the car. Chapter 3 Danny didn't say a single word for the first three hours of the drive that morning. When I went through a drive through, she didn't even speak to tell me what she wanted, so I ordered for her. Just after the three hour mark, the dam broke. I can't swear that this is the word for word truth of what she said and I believe it took her longer to tell, but this is the gist of the story she told. "I've never had a home..." Long pause. "We lived on the road my whole childhood, my mom, me and her boyfriends. She had a new one every few months, which was about how long we'd stay in a town. "Mom isn't that stupid, but she has difficulties relating people and it gets her into trouble. "The last place we lived was the longest we had ever stayed in the same place. We spent almost six months outside of Georgia. During that time, she married a local guy, a machinist, that she met. "When I got my GED and good SAT scores, I decided to go out to California to try to work so that I could earn the money for school. Bill, my stepdad, volunteered to drive me out. "He stopped about ten miles east of that truck stop where you found me, raped me and beat me before driving off. I was left with no money, no phone, no ID. "When I finally got to the truck stop, I was starving. There was nothing I could buy. "I saw the lot girls walking from truck to truck. It was the only thing I could think to do because I wasn't going to do any begging. I may not have had a great childhood, but we never asked for, or received, charity from anyone. "I was there for a couple of days. I gave a couple of handjobs and a blowjob or two. The last guy that I sucked, punched me when I was done and stole my money. "I was flat broke when I found you. It was like I had started all over again in the desert, beaten and alone." We drove on in silence. There was nothing that I could say. About an hour later, she spoke again. "What's going to happen to me?" I responded as honestly as I could. "Well, that depends on you. I will still happily drive you to California with me. When you get there, it will take some figuring." "You're still willing to drive me?" "Yes, but..." I saw her start to say something, "I won't be accepting any more 'payments', OK?" She started to protest. This girl was so stubborn! I cut her off again. "Now look, I know you don't accept charity, but there is no fucking way that I accept 'payments' from you that leave you a shivering wreck on the floor. That's not the reaction that I usually hope for after a girl has had my cock inside of her." My voice had been rising as I responded in frustration. Dammit, I am always such an idiot. To have said that last thing to her, after everything she had been through, was simply inexcusable. She was staring straight ahead. I swerved in front of a semi to pull us over to the shoulder. After stopping the car, I turned to look at her. "Dammit, Danny. Now you know why my longest relationship until now has been three months. I can't stop saying the dumbest things at the times when they will hurt people the most. Look, you're a rape victim and I let you pay me with sex. I didn't know for sure that was the case, but I should have sensed it. "I'm going to drive you to California and help you get setup because if I don't, I may find some way to blow my brains out when I get there, just out of pure guilt. Fucking gun laws notwithstanding. Do you have any idea how painful that ten day waiting period for my own suicide will be?" I kid you not, seven of the ten dumbest things said in recorded history have come out of my mouth. She was crying. "Oh dammit, I am going to drive us to California and help you out even if it means you have to say no to your pride, and I have to keep my stupid mouth shut." I pulled back out onto the highway. Neither of us spoke for the rest of the day. Thankfully, when we stopped for the night in New Mexico, Danny climbed into the other bed without protest or any attempts to seduce me. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I slept the sleep of the dead. Chapter 4 The next morning, we finally both got a shower. I changed into clean clothes and she changed into one of my shirts. I couldn't do anything about her pants. We stopped for a quick breakfast, then hit the road. It was still silent, but at least it was more comfortable now. I was the happiest that I had been since the roadtrip started in LA a week before. The beauty of the southwest has always appealed to me. After driving for a little while, I finally broke the silence. "I love driving through New Mexico. The whole southwest is beautiful. The best national parks in the world are in these states." "I've never been to a national park. Or a state park." Her response was flat. It was like something that she had never even considered to be a possibility. "Would you like to?" "Visit a state park?" "Or national park, yeah." I didn't grow up in a wealthy family, but I had never even considered a walk of life where visiting one of the national parks was an unimaginable luxury. "Can we?" "Why not? We'll see if there's one close to the highway." ***** An hour later, we pulled into City of Rocks state park. When we got out and surveyed the landscape, I was astonished by the look of pure joy on Danny's face. Before that, I had hardly even seen her smile. Now she had a broad grin plastered across her face. I suggested that we go hiking. She agreed without objection, which was definitely a first. Three hours later, I was finally able to drag her back to the car. She would have gone on hiking forever if I had let her. While we were sitting in the car, planning the rest of our route a thought struck me. "Danny, would you like to visit some other parks? There are ones far more spectacular than this. We could even go backpacking, if we can pick up the stuff." The smile had still not left her face from that morning. I could see her turning the idea over in her mind, but there was little doubt which side would win. We spent the rest of that day and the next driving to the Grand Canyon, stopping in a few places as we went. I could not believe the change in Danny's mood. She spent the day watching out the windows, happily talking to me about whatever I wanted. When we stopped, she would immediately be out of the car, exploring the area. I don't know if that huge smile left her face for the two days. The end of the second day, we stopped at a motel short of the Grand Canyon. I wanted her to see it in the daylight first. When we reached the edge and looked down into it, she gripped my arm so hard that I found bruises on it later. 40 - Papa was a Rodeo I'll be honest, as Danny stared down onto the canyon in awe, I was staring at her. In the last couple of days, she had gone through a transformation. The bruises had largely faded, while she had begun to fill out already. Whereas Danny had been a skinny girl when I met her, she was now a slender woman with attractive, if subtle, curves. But the most extraordinary was her eyes. Her blue eyes, as she soaked in the sight before her with slightly parted lips, were far brighter and happier than when I met her. No one would have recognized the two versions of her as being the same woman. ***** It wasn't until sunset that I was able to drag Danny away from the edge of the Grand Canyon. She had not even allowed us to leave it long enough to eat lunch. As we sat and ate an overpriced diner meal, she spoke. (She hardly said a thing all day, while we were overlooking the Grand Canyon.) "I never imagined that it would be like that." That was all that Danny had to say for a while. Eventually, I filled the silence. "We have a few options to us. We could head for LA now. We could visit a few more parks if we wanted. Or we could buy some camping gear and do a little bit of backpacking to get farther into nature." She looked at me with astonishment visible on her face. "We could do that?" "Yeah, I think so. I don't have a ton of money available, but I think I have enough to get us basic equipment and supplies for a week or two of camping, I'm just not sure..." "Not sure of what?" The astonishment had been replaced by disappointment. "I was not sure if you were willing to go camping with me. I am still so ashamed of what I did to you..." She put her hand on mine. It was the second time that she had touched me since that night. "Bobby, this was the best day that I have ever had. I can't thank you enough and I wouldn't pick anyone else I know to backpack with." I didn't know what to say. Chapter 5 The next day was less exciting than the few before it. We started north towards Utah, and I insisted on finding a clinic. Danny was very hesitant, but I was finally able to persuade her to come in. They gave her a physical and a battery of STD tests. I had been concerned that there might be damage from her ordeals that she had not yet realized or was hiding, and there was no doubt that she needed to act quickly to see if her stepfather or the truckers had given her anything. I gave my address for delivery of the results. Danny didn't argue with that. After that (I assumed she got a clean bill of health, but didn't ask her), we went for camping supplies. It wasn't cheap. In addition to the typical camping supplies, she needed clothes and hiking boots. I could see a change in Danny's attitude. She smiled and even occasionally laughed. At one point, she teased me about being an old man (I'm only 24!) when I was extremely stiff after climbing out of the car at the end of the day. The next day we started our first expedition in the Lake Powell area. Danny was bubbling over with enjoyment during the hike. I know something about backpacking because I used to go with my dad and my brother, but I confess that I never enjoyed it. Now, with Danny, I couldn't imagine anywhere I would rather be. Her enthusiasm was infectious. The next few days passed quickly. Although Danny had never hiked before she met me, I simply could not keep up. Days ended with me crawling exhausted into my sleeping back, convinced that I would not be able to move the next morning. The sunrise would inevitably wake me to find that Danny was already up and absorbing the scenery. I don't believe that I even saw her sleep once during our first trip. As far as I knew, she might have spent the nights killing small animals with her teeth. Our relationship shifted on the last day of the first hike. On the way back down towards the car, we came across an incredible vista of the red rock landscape. Silently, we sat down to take in the view. Danny took my hand. In the end, we sat and enjoyed the view, hand in hand, for more than hour. Neither of us spoke. ***** I have always found myself skeptical on the power of nature to change people. After watching Danny transform as we wandered the great outdoors, I could not help but rethink my opinions. Not only was she physically transformed, her temperament was different. Her moods changed less frequently, and she was less likely to proudly assert her lack of need for me or anyone else. More surprisingly, her attitude towards me had changed. Since the first night, Danny had generally avoided coming into contact with me. As we hiked, she would spend time holding my hand or she would sit up against me as we rested. For my part, I became less likely to say hurtful things without thinking first. That was definitely new for me. Chapter 6 When we began the second hike, I told her that it would need to be our last. I was worried about my cash levels. Danny accepted the news without any comment, while she was packing her backpack. If she was disappointed, Danny certainly didn't show it during the beginning of the climb. She was smiling widely as she set a pace that I could barely keep up with. All day, Danny drove me relentlessly. How she maintained her energy is beyond me, because she not only would keep me moving, but she talked much of the time. Much of what she told me was about her hopes when she got into school, but she also discussed her past and all of the places she had lived. When we reached a suitable campsite that evening, I was exhausted. Finding a comfortable place to sit, I lowered myself down (it was not easy), and then sat motionless for at least forty minutes. I knew that Danny was setting up campsite behind me, but could not have gotten up to help if I had wanted to. She brought us food and sat down next to me as we ate. Danny leaned up against me, and we had dinner in a very companionable silence. Afterwards, I got up to head towards bed. (OK, confession time, she helped me up because I wasn't able to do it for myself.) When I climbed into my sleeping bag, I was tired enough not to notice that it seemed larger than normal. I fell asleep instantly. ***** I woke up the next morning with something pressed up against me. Rolling over, I found Danny in the bag with me, just beginning to stir. Apparently, she had zipped the bags together the evening before and I was too exhausted to even notice. She woke up quickly and, before I knew it, I was looking into those bright blue, smiling eyes. Her arms around my neck, Danny pulled me down for a kiss. It was heavenly, even with the morning breath. And then before I knew it, she had somehow rolled us over so that she was perched on top of me, with the bag no longer covering us. Danny looked down at me with a wicked smile. It was at that point, that I finally recovered myself enough to speak up. "Danny, no! I hurt you too much the last time, you don't need to repay me for this..." She smacked me as hard as she could across the face. It hurt. While I was still recovering (she had threatened me a few times, but Danny had never struck me until then), she began to speak. "Bobby, you had better listen to me. These last few days have been, without a doubt, the happiest of my life. I never guessed that life could be like this. "So if you don't desire me or want to be with me, you say so... But if I hear one more word about payment, when I just want to make love to the incredible man who brought me to this place, I will kick the everliving bejesus right out of you and leave your sore ass up here to find its own way down." And then she bent down and kissed me again. The kiss was gentler than the slap, so I guess the topic was settled. Danny somehow got us out of our clothes. After the long day before, and thanks to her perching on me, I was too stiff to move much. (All of me was stiff, if you know what I mean.) She was more beautiful than I remembered her. Twisting over, she pulled something out of her backpack. It turned out to be the box of condoms. She grinned excitedly at me as she showed me. "I've been thinking about this since the first day we backpacked." Reaching down (she was still doing all the work, and it would stay that way), Danny rolled the condom onto me. She then began to slowly impale herself. It took much longer than the first night did, but then Danny had a smile on her face the whole time this go around. Eventually, I was inside of her, and it felt incredible. Even through the condom, I could feel her squeezing me. Then she began to roll her hips. As I began to get closer, she pulled my hands up to her firm tits. I took that as a sign that I should be giving them some attention. I don't know if you've ever fucked in the wilderness, but to look at the woman on top of you, with the mountain framing your view of her from behind... It's life changing. Before too long, I came. She gave a little sigh of satisfaction. Then she told me to get my lazy ass out of bed, we had hiking to do. Since I was already warmed up, sort of, I took the opportunity to do some stretching, hoping that it would help with the soreness later. It didn't. Chapter 7 That day, Danny pushed me harder than the one before. Apparently, she thought that a little kissing and groping would make for excellent motivators to hike quicker. I enjoyed them, but it didn't help. By the end of the day, her face was glowing with happiness again. I was truly enjoying myself, but I could barely sit up to eat our dinner. That evening repeated the one before. She helped me up, I went to bed, and fell asleep before she ever joined me. ***** Danny woke me up while it was still a little dark with a long kiss. She told me that she had been watching the sunrise every morning and wanted to share it with me. It turned out that sharing it with me meant that I was sitting, facing towards the sunrise while she knelt between my legs and gently sucked my cock. It was the most beautiful sunrise I had ever seen, and would have been without the girl that I was starting to love doing wonderful things to me. The light streamed over the mountains as the world seemed to come alive. I may be pointing out the obvious, but receiving oral pleasure from someone you love, while you watch the sun rise over the red rocks... it's an astonishing experience. Without a doubt, I will take that memory to my grave. On the other hand, with the rate we were hiking at, I assumed that my grave would be somewhere further along the path. ***** Aside from the obvious issue of exhaustion, that day was the best we had enjoyed yet. We spent the day talking incessantly to each other. I told her about my family, my job, and my ambitions. Danny told me about her own experiences, as well as her hopes and dreams. When we neared the end of the day, I attempted to conserve a little energy. I had a plan to try to repay her a little. Just as the sunset approached, I insisted that we make camp as quickly as possible. We laid out the sleeping bags, and I had her recline on her back with her shoulders and head propped up facing the sunset. I then crawled between her legs and started to return the favor she had given me that morning. It would be unreasonable to call me an expert, but I have a passing familiarity with where the key landmarks are down there and what to do with them. I was surprised that I enjoyed her taste, that was a first for me. After a little bit, I could feel her begin to squirm as I sensed the sun setting behind me. Then she was moaning quietly. Then... I fell asleep. ***** I did not wake up until morning. Somehow I was back in bed with Danny, while she smiled at me. The sun had already risen. I was mortified. "Danny, I'm so sorry... I just... I..." How do you apologize for falling asleep against a woman's cunt in the act of pleasuring her? She surprised me with a very pleasant laugh. "Bobby, you were exhausted. I was amazed that you managed as far as you did. When you fell asleep, it actually felt kind of nice, if a little disappointing. Your face was applying a pleasant pressure to me. "Of course, I had to move you when you started to snore. That felt sort of funny." She gave another happy laugh. I couldn't help but join her. I volunteered to finish the job, but she insisted that we start hiking. She did not want to miss the day. Chapter 8 Danny was easier on me that day. Our pace was slower, and she spent much of it holding my hand. When we stopped for lunch, she gently instructed me to take a nap. When I woke an hour later, we laid her down on the bag and I managed to finish what I had started the day before. I was pleased to learn that she was a screamer. That's another reason that the great outdoors can be convenient: no neighbors. We stopped one more time for a break in the afternoon when we reached a hilltop. I had the energy to engage in some slow love making, while we took in the vista surrounding us. Once again, it was fantastic. That night was a repeat of the ones before. I was dead to the world before my head hit the pillow. ***** The next few days continued like the ones before them. By the time that we reached the car, we had both told the other that we loved them. We had also agreed on our future plan. The drive to LA took too long, but we completed it as quickly as we could. Once we were there, I packed up my meager belongings and we made for Utah as quickly as we could. We ended up settling in Cache Valley, where I found a job and she attends Utah State. Of course, every day that we can, we're hiking somewhere in the mountains of Utah. Everything's not perfect, Danny is in counseling to deal with her history and I'm in counseling to deal with the stupid shit that I say. Even so, I think that we're pretty damn happy. * I hoped you enjoyed! Reading back through this story, it looks like Danny got over her abuse in suspiciously quick fashion and Bobby probably needs to see a doctor. I think he has narcolepsy. I do want to add a note about the subjects that I typically write about. I have mixed feelings because I am most drawn to stories about broken people (for a variety of reasons). However, I am sometimes concerned that it trivializes very serious things that real people deal with. So that's why this story was written about a girl just starting a life as a lot lizard, not because the real women who endure that life don't deserve love, but because I think my ignorance of the unbelievable pain they've endured would end up being disrespectful. Be kind, please rewind.