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Subject: {ASSM} AnnD"Queen Of The Road" MF (1/1)   
Date: Mon, 24 Jun 2002 20:10:04 -0400
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	Queen Of The Road
           by Ann Douglas

	Kevin White walked along the edge of the highway leading
out of Rockland Springs.  The sun was already in the lower half of
the sky and he hoped someone would take pity on him soon and
offer him a lift.

	When he was younger, his father had told him that growing
up was a matter of making bad decisions and learning from them.
If that was the case, he told himself, then he'd certainly grown up
a lot in the last twelve hours.

	Otherwise, the decision to use his bus ticket to back what
he thought was a winning hand in the all night poker game he'd got
into was all for nothing.  What were the odds of anyone beating a
straight flush he had asked himself at the time.  Now he could
answer that question as pretty good since he was now walking
instead of riding.

	The twenty-year old college student had come down to
Rockland Springs to try his skills at one of the legendary poker
games he had heard about.  Too late he learned that cleaning out
fellow students was a lot different than winning against men who
treated cards as if they were holy relics.

	He could call his father and ask him to wire him enough for a
new ticket, but the never-ending lecture about a fool and his
money was something he could do without right now.  If he didn't
have a ride soon though, he promised himself, his father's sermon
might be something he'd have to put up with.

	Glancing back over his shoulder, as he did every few minutes,
Kevin saw another eighteen-wheeler coming over the horizon.  The
last two truckers going in his direction had simply passed him by,
so he didn't hold much hope for this one to be more understanding.
The problem was that, aside from the trucks, there had been no
other traffic in sight for the last hour.  There was a gas station
about two miles ahead where the Greyhound bus had stopped on
the way here yesterday, he remembered.  If he hadn't gotten a
ride by then, he'd decided, he would swallow his pride and call
home.

	As a matter of form, he held up the cardboard sign he had
made using a magic marker with the name of the college town some
hundred and ninety miles down the road.  To his surprise, the large
transport slowed to a stop.

	The truck seemed pretty old as compared to some of the
other rigs he'd seen.  Doubtlessly, it had seen better days.

	The door opened and a high-pitched voice called from the
cab,  "Hurry up kid, I ain't got all day."

	Kevin climbed the small ladder built into the side of the
truck and swung into the cab, pulling the door closed behind him.
As soon as he did, the truck lurched forward and the driver swung
it back on the road.

	"Thanks for picking me up," Kevin said as he pulled the seat
belt across his lap and locked it down.

	"No problem,"  the driver said, turning to face Kevin for the
first time.

	It was only then that the college student realized that the
driver was a heavyset woman.  She looked to be in her mid-fifties
with short-cropped hair, brown hair filled with gray and white
highlights.  Wearing a baseball cap along with black jeans and a
short sleeved denim shirt, she could easily be mistaken for a man,
at least from a distance.  Close up, there was no mistaking the
large breasts that filled that shirt.

	"So what's your story kid?"  she asked.

	"Someone had a royal flush when mine was only a straight,"
Kevin said.

	"Can't say I haven't been there and done that,"  she laughed
as she gave him a longer once over.

	"Are you going anywhere near Bridgeport?"  he asked, giving
the name of the town his school was located next to.

	"You go to Mount Royal?"  she asked instead.

	"Yes I do,"  he replied, surprised she knew the school's name
since it was rather small and not that well known.

	"My sister's son went there some years back,"  she
explained,  "pretty nice school.  I have to drop off this load at
Rockville which is about an hour and a half away from there, but I
don't have a problem dropping you off there after that since I
have to pass it anyway.  If time is a problem, I could let you off at
one of the truck stops along the way and maybe you could get a
faster ride."

	"No, that would be fine,"  Kevin said, thinking he shouldn't
knock the first good luck he'd had this weekend.  "My name's Kevin
by the way."

	"Nice to meet you, kid,"  she replied.  "I'm Alice."

	The miles went by quickly for the next hour as the sun
dropped lower and lower behind them.  As she drove, Alice started
to entertain him with tales of her life on the road.  Stories that
turned out to be quite interesting.

	Alice had first started driving four years before Kevin had
been born.  Originally she had been part of a husband and wife
team, her husband being Iron Mike Murphy, who spent the better
part of fifty years behind the wheel before he'd died ten years
ago.  Taking over the family business so to speak, she'd never
remarried but made oblique reference to several men she knew
across the southwest.

	Kevin in turn told her of his life at school, although his
stories weren't as interesting.  He talked about school and how he
had only one more year to go and then he'd have his degree.

	"Got a girlfriend?"  Alice asked.

	"No,"  Kevin replied.

	"You queer?"  she asked further.

	"No!"  he said emphatically.

	"Not that it would bother me if you were,"  Alice said.  "I
know a lot of men on the road who take what pleasures they can,
where they can."

	That thought sent a shiver up Kevin's back.  It never
occurred to him that he could've wound up in the middle of some
desolate road with an amorous trucker who outweighed him by a
hundred pounds.

	"I can tell what you're thinking,"  Alice laughed,  "but
believe me, having to worry that some burly guy who gave you a lift
might be looking for a little head in return for your ride could be
the least of your problems out here.  There are a lot worse kinds
of people riding these roads.  That's why my late Mister always
insisted I have this handy."

	Kevin turned to see a silver-blue revolver in the woman's left
hand.  Where she had produced it from so easily, he had no idea
Just the sight of it made the young man nervous.

	"Relax kid,"  Alice said as she made the gun disappear just as
easily,  "I've already decided that you're okay."

	Alice went right into another story about her days as an
honest to goodness flower child back in the 1960's.  She rode
cross-country with six others from her parent's home in
Connecticut to a commune in San Francisco where she lived a
semi-nomadic existence for the next few years.  It was there that
she met Iron Mike one day when the group's Volkswagen bus broke
down.  The trucker had offered to give one of them a lift to the
nearest phone so they could call for a tow truck.

	Despite his being at least two decades older than the
twenty-five year old, Iron Mike was the most impressive man Alice
had ever seen.  Before anyone else could volunteer, she'd jumped
into the cab of his rig and into his life.  When she called for the
tow truck to help her friends, she told the mechanic to tell them
that she wouldn't be coming back.  She'd slept with Iron Mike that
night and every night after that until the day he died.

	"Don't you get lonely out here all by yourself?" Kevin asked.

	"Sometimes,"  she admitted,  "but I guess I'm pretty used
to it by now.  A few times after my husband died I took on
partners to help with the driving, but all of them seemed to miss
the point that this was my business and that I wasn't looking for
someone to run it for me."

	Kevin's impression of the older woman had certainly changed
since he'd first climbed aboard her rig.  At first he though she
was pretty old, especially since she sort of reminded him of one of
his aunts.  Then, as he got to know her a little, she exhibited a
much more youthful personality which changed his thinking.

				-=-=-=

	"You hungry?"  Alice asked after they had been traveling for
a while.

	"Not really,"  he lied badly, knowing his last meal had been
the night before at the game.

	"I didn't ask if you could afford dinner,"  Alice said, seeing
right through his lie.  "Like I said before, I've been there myself.
Springing for a burger and fries is hardly going to break me."

	"Yeah, I'm a little hungry,"  Kevin admitted.

	"Well so am I,"  Alice smiled.  "There's a diner a few miles
up the road run by a friend of mine.  The food is really great, you'll
love it."

	From the outside, the diner the old neon sign identified as
Belle's didn't seem to back up Alice's claim.  As they pulled into
the parking lot, Kevin saw a long line of trucks that said that
either the food was indeed pretty good, or it was the only place to
eat in a hundred miles.

	After they had been served, steak and hash browns instead
of the burger Alice had mentioned, Kevin had to admit it was the
former that was indeed true.  He couldn't remember the last time
he had a steak this good.  Hungry as he was, he left a nearly bare
plate.

	"It's nice to see a man with a healthy appetite,"  Alice said
as she watched Kevin eat.  "My Mike would put away two of Belle's
specials and still want a large slice of apple pie."

	"I don't think I could handle another one of these,"  Kevin
said as he put his fork down next to an small unfinished piece of
steak, "but apple pie sounds great."

	"Apple pie it is then,"  Alice said as she began to rise from
her seat.

	"But only if you let me reimburse you when we get to
Bridgeport,"  he added.

	"We'll worry about that when we get there,"  Alice smiled as
she pulled her thermos out of her bag.  "I'm going to get this filled
up and I'll send the girl back with the pie."

	Kevin went back to his soda while Alice walked over to the
counter. There she was met by a blond haired woman her age with
a nametag that identified her as the owner of the restaurant.

	"Could you have them fill this for me, Belle,"  Alice said as
she placed the thermos on the counter,  "and have one of the girls
bring my friend back there a slice of your apple pie."

	"Sure thing honey,"  Belle said as she handed the thermos
off to one of the waitresses, telling her to take care of the pie as
well.

	"Thanks."

	"I'd ask how you were doing,"  Belle said as she leaned over
the counter,  "but looking at your friend over there I'd say you
were doing pretty well."

	"It's not like that,"  Alice said to her old friend.  "He's just
some college kid that I'm giving a lift to.  He lost his shirt playing
poker with the big boys over in Rockland Springs and I felt sorry
for him."

	"Well I'll tell you what, if you don't want him, I'd be glad to
take him, even if he is a little skinny."  Belle grinned.  "It's been a
long time since I had someone that young and cute ring my bells."

	"You're terrible,"  Alice said as the waitress returned with
her now full thermos.

	"No, I'm just horny,"  Belle laughed.

	"Aren't we all,"  Alice replied as she picked up the thermos.
"Thanks for the coffee, I'll catch you on the flip side."

	"My offer still stands,"  Belle called after her as Alice
headed back to the table, giving the owner a wave goodbye over
her shoulder.

	"We'd better make that pie to go,"  she said to Kevin, "it's
still a long way to Rockville."

	"No problem,"  Kevin said as he picked up the pie and
wrapped it in a napkin.

	As they exited the restaurant, Kevin couldn't help but
notice the funny look the blond haired woman gave him as he
walked by her.  Especially when she told him that if he liked the
apple, he should come back and try one of her other pies.

				-=-=-=

	"What time do you think we'll get into Rockville?"  Kevin
asked some time later as he looked out onto the now dark road.

	"Well, if we don't hit any problems, I would say we should
get there about ..."  Alice started to say but was interrupted by
her CB radio.

	"Breaker, breaker,"  a male voice said through the low
static, "this is Big Benny with a 10-17 for anyone heading for the
big slab east of Rocky Ridge?"

	Alice picked up her microphone and motioned for Kevin to be
quiet for a moment.

	"This is Flower Child,"  she said.  "Come back Big Benny?"

	"Hey baby doll, long time no hear,"  Big Benny replied.

	"What's up?"  she asked.

	"A double reefer blew by me with the hammer down in the
fifty-dollar lane and did a flip-flop across the boulevard at marker
two-three, just past the cash register,"  he said.  "The only wheels
moving up here are the Smokies and the band aid wrappers."

	"That's a big ten-roger,"  Alice replied as she keyed in the
mike.  "You take care now."

	"I'll be fine just as soon as I can make a coke stop,"  he
laughed,  "I had way too much black water back at the panty hose
junction."

	"Flower Child is clear," Alice said with a laugh as she
replaced the microphone on the dashboard.

	"What was that all about?"  Kevin asked, thinking that the
other trucker might as well have been speaking a foreign language.

	"What it's about is that we can forget about making
Rockville tonight."  Alice said.

	Kevin looked at her with a confused look on his face.

	"There's a major accident on the Interstate,"  she
explained.

	"What do we do now?"  Kevin asked.

	"Well we have two choices,"  Alice offered.  "We can keep
going and spend God knows how long waiting for them to clear the
road, or we can find a place to bunker down for the night and start
out again in the morning.  Personally, I'd rather get a decent
night's sleep."

	Kevin just nodded his head in agreement and went back to
watching the road ahead.  Alice had been doing this a very long
time, so he figued she must know what she was doing.

	Ten minutes later, Alice pulled the rig off the road and into
a small field that was hidden from the road by a grove of tall
trees.  Kevin was confused when she shut off the engine as there
wasn't a motel anywhere in sight.

	"Is something wrong?"  he asked.

	"No, why?"

	"I thought we were going to stop for the night,"  he added.

	"And so we are,"  Alice replied.

	"But aren't we going to a motel or something, one of those
truck stop things you told me about?"  he asked.

	"Kid, you have a lot to learn about trucking,"  Alice grinned.
"Sometimes you just have to rough it."

	"We're going to sleep out there?"  he now asked as he looked
out the window , remembering how much he hated camping out
when he was younger.

	"Nah, as romantic as that sounds, it's bad for my bones,"
she now laughed.  "There's a mattress in the back of the cab
where we can sack out.  Me and Iron Mike had no problem fitting
back there so a little thing like you shouldn't have any problem at
all."

	"Okay,"  Kevin said, relieved that he wasn't going to be
spending the night out in the woods with an assortment of animals
and bugs.

	"I would suggest, however, you take a little walk outside to
take care of nature's call before you turn in,"  Alice said as she
reached behind her seat and pulled out a roll of toilet paper,
tossing it to her passenger.  "Here, you'll need this."

	It was a very nervous Kevin that found a nearby bush and
dropped his pants to take care of business.  The quiet drone of
nearby insects caused him to constantly look to his right and left in
search of anything larger than might be out there as well.  He
finished what he had to do and raced back to the truck.

	Alice had watched him from next to the truck as she
cleared space in the back of the cab and rolled out the mattress
and blankets.  It took some will power not to laugh as he ran all the
way back.

	"Hop on up,"  she said as she took the roll of paper from him.
"I'll be right back."

	Kevin couldn't help but notice that she took her time walking
both out there and back.  It made him feel a little silly to have
been afraid.

				-=-=-=

	The space in the back of the cab proved to be a lot smaller
than Alice had described, but then again, when she shared it with
her husband, they might've liked it a little snug.  Luckily, Kevin was
definitely not as big as Iron Mike so he was able to put a little
space between the two of them.

	They had both rid themselves of shoes and socks in order to
be more comfortable.  That had been enough for Kevin to relax but
Alice seemed to need more and pulled off her jeans as well, leaving
her shirt hanging down like a nightshirt.  A cloak of modesty was
also added as the dim glow of the battery powered cab lights
faded when Alice turned them off.

	After the long day he'd had, Kevin had no problem falling
asleep despite the conditions.  Alice followed him a short time
later, more used to sleeping on the road.

	The hours passed quickly as they slept until he abruptly
awoke sometime around four in the morning.  Opening his eyes, he
was stunned to discover that sometime during the night, they had
closed the distance between them and he was now pressed tight
against Alice, his arm draped over her, now resting across her
breast.  She had shifted in her sleep as well, trapping his arm
where it had rolled.

	Kevin's position wouldn't have been that much of a problem,
seeing as it was the result of somnambulistic movements.  What
was a problem was the reason he had suddenly awakened.  He had
been having an erotic dream and was now faced with a raging
hard-on.  An erection that was pressed tightly between the cheeks
of the truck driver's ass.

	"Please go down,"  he silently prayed as he tried to think of
the most non-erotic images he could.  His second prayer was that
Alice wasn't a light sleeper.  It was his bad luck that neither
prayer was going to be heard.

	"I hope that isn't my ass that you're trying to put that
thing in, kid,"  Alice said as she began to roll over,  "cause I don't
play that way."

	"I was having a dream and I ..."

	"Anyone I know?"  Alice smiled, having now turned all the
way around.

	Kevin tried to remember the dream but he could only
remember the vaguest parts of it.  It occurred to him that it very
well could've been about Alice.  He had never had fantasies about
an older woman before, but then he had never really looked at one
as a friend before either.

	"I see us as having two possibilities,"  Alice went on, not
waiting for an answer for her question.  "You can go take a walk
outside and take care of your little, or should I say big problem.
Or, we still have a few fours before daylight, and we're both up
so..."

	She didn't have to finish her sentence for Kevin to know
exactly what she was talking about.  He wasn't a virgin by any
stretch of the imagination, but neither did he have a long track
record of sexual conquests.  If someone asked him a day ago if
he'd be sexually interested in a woman older than his mother he'd
have said they were more than crazy.  Twenty-four hours had made
a world of difference.

	"I really don't want to go out there in the dark,"  he said.

	"I was hoping you'd feel that way,"  Alice said as she
reached out and ran her hand across the length of his erection.
Belle wasn't the only one who hadn't had her bells rung in a while.

	Kevin let out a soft moan as her fingers pressed against his
cock.  A sound that brought an even broader smile to Alice's face.

	"Why don't you get out of these," she said, indicating his
jeans as she undid the buckle of his belt.

	It took some doing in the confined space, but Kevin managed
to work his way of his jeans without too much trouble.  As he
pushed them into a corner, Alice pulled his shirt up and over his
head, revealing the lightly haired chest beneath it.  Tossing the
shirt to where Kevin had pushed the pants, she ran her hands back
and forth across his shoulders before dropping them down to the
center of his chest, rubbing his nipples with her fingers.

	"I don't think you're too skinny,"  she said, remembering
Belle's comment at the diner.

	"What?"  Kevin asked.

	"Never mind,"  Alice said as she moved one hand further
down and brushed against his cock as it strained against his plain
white briefs.  "I can tell you have the right build where it counts."

	Kevin started to pull down his underpants but Alice stopped
him, preferring to do that herself.  First she slid her hand up into
his briefs alongside his right leg, cupping his balls and massaging
them gently.  Then she moved onto his cock, taking a firm grip on it
for a few moments and feeling its hardness.

	"Why don't you help with my shirt,"  she suggested as she
began to gently pump his cock up and down.

	Kevin started at the top button and quickly worked his way
down the blue denim.  Despite her large breasts, Alice didn't
bother with a bra.  As soon as the shirt fell open, he had a clear
view of her oversized mounds and the large hand-sized areola in
the center of them.

	"Wow!"  he said under his breath as he put a hand under
each heavy globe, thinking that Alice had the biggest nipples he
had ever seen on a woman, including any of the various adult
magazines that could be found around the dorm.  Each was half the
size of his thumb.

	His hands moved up to each of them, squeezing them
between his fingers.  Alice encouraged him by withdrawing her
hand from his pants, and now using both hands, guided his head to
her breasts.  Kevin opened his mouth to eagerly accept one of her
ridged tips as she pressed it between his lips.

	"That's right, baby,"  Alice said softly as she felt his tongue
wash over her breast,  "you suck those babies and make Mama feel
real good."

	Kevin easily lost himself between the capacious mounds,
moving back and forth between each of them.  Not as firm as any
of those of any of the girls he'd previously been with, they
nevertheless drew his attention like a baby to a bottle.  At times,
Alice would press his face deep in the valley between her globes
and press the sides against the cheeks.

	She lifted his head and kissed him for the first time.  A kiss
that went so deep as to forever dispel any idea he might have had
that older people weren't capable of passion.  Alice had more fire
than a teenage girl, using her tongue like it was a deadly weapon.

	"Let's let this puppy get some air,"  she laughed as with one
strong hand, she returned to his briefs and pulled them down.

	Freed of the confining material, Kevin's cock stretched out
its full length and width.  Not the largest Alice had ever seen in
her life, but more than ample to the task at had.

	"Why do you lay back against that pillow there and let me
take care of this for a while,"  she said as she again closed her
fingers around his manhood.

	Kevin's head just hit the pillow as Alice again shifted
position, this time turning as to allow her to bring her head down
until it engulfed his cock.  The entire length disappeared in one
motion as she brushed her tongue up and down its stretch.

	"Holy..."  he gasped as her mouth wrapped around his cock,
sending an erotic rush through his entire body.

	A rush that grew in size and intensity as she worked her
magic tongue back and forth.  Alice's cocksucking skills had begun
in the days of free love back in the sixties and even then, if they
gave grades for such things,  she would've been an A student.

	"That feels so good,"  Kevin moaned as every nerve in his
body seemed to come alive.  "I can't believe how good it is."

	Every passing minute brought him closer to the edge and
just when he thought he'd reached the point where the volcano
within him was about to erupt, Alice seemed to know it and backed
off just enough for him to have to start all over again.  It was a
journey he wouldn't have minded repeating all night long.

	Kevin trembled on the summit one more time, again thinking
he was about to burst, when suddenly the pressure on his cock
faded.  He opened his eyes to see Alice pulling down her panties,
revealing a large multicolored tangle of hair that covered the
entire area between her legs.

	"Now it's my turn,"  she said as she indicated that they
should change places.

	As they moved, Kevin couldn't take his eyes off the
abundance of hair around her pussy.  Even in the dim light from the
full moon, he could see that it was a hodgepodge of brown, gray
and white.  The few pussies he had seen close up before had at
least been trimmed.  The sight of one in a totally natural state
proved to be unexpectedly exciting.

	Alice spread her legs as far as she could, with one resting
straight up alongside the door of the cab.  Kevin had to use both of
his hands to spread a way to her pinkness, but when he did he
found a clitoris the equal of her nipples.  It was like a miniature
cock, hard and erect.

	Bending down, he pressed his tongue deep inside of her,
finding a taste much more earthy than any of the college girls he
had previously done this for.  As with her pubic hair, this only
seemed to add to the excitement.  Enthusiastically, he pressed his
face deep between her legs, using his mouth and darting tongue to
their fullest advantage.

	"You're doing great, kid," Alice said, coupling her words with
several loud groans.  "Just keep it going and get it all nice and wet."

	Wet wasn't the word, Kevin thought, as Alice seemed to
have opened a faucet somewhere in her body and began to leak a
copious amount of honey.  A repast that he tried to take in as much
as possible.  It wasn't long before the sides if his face were
covered with the shiny deposits.

	Finally, Alice was more than ready and she whispered into his
ear that she wanted him inside of her.  Normally, her favorite
position with a man was doggy style because it allowed the deepest
penetration, but in the tight confines of the back cab she would
have to settle for old-fashioned missionary style sex.

	Kevin climbed on top of her and slid his cock into her now
saturated pussy.  He wasn't surprised how easily it went in, but he
was amazed at how tight the walls around it were once it was
there.  Alice was as tight as an eighteen-year-old freshman.

	"That's it baby,"  Alice said as she pulled him tight against
her, bringing her legs down and wrapping them around his waist.
"Fuck me hard,  I want you to make me come."

	Kevin pushed his cock into her with all the force he could
manage, the strength of his thrusts added to by the rocking of her
own body.  Back and forth they went, their bodies covering with
the sweat of their exertions.

	"Oh God Yes!"  Alice cried out as she felt his cock fill her
even more.  It felt so good.  She reached behind him and grabbed
his ass with her hands.  With a firm grip, she added her own
strength to his thrusts inside her.

	Alice felt Kevin's body began to tense, signaling the onset of
his orgasm.  With her last reserve of strength, she grabbed him
and pulled their bodies as close together as she could.

	Alice held him tight as his body shuddered and his cock
exploded deep inside of her; an eruption that triggered volcanic
waves within her own body as well.  Her pussy exploded as she felt
the bursts of his maleness fill her and erotic charges radiated
outward until they filled the core of her being.  Grabbing his head,
she smothered his face against her bountiful breasts, as they
shared the fires within them.

	They lay there intertwined until the tremors in both of them
subsided.  Pulling his head from between her mounds, she pressed
her lips against his.  Again and again she passionately kissed her
young lover as she pumped his cock until his balls had been totally
drained.  Finally neither of them had any more to give and their
hot, sweaty bodies collapsed against each other.

				-=-=-=

	First light had come and gone before either of them opened
their eyes again.  Looking at the small battery-powered clock that
had been stuck to the wall with Velcro, Alice's first thought was
of her schedule and how far behind it she now was.  Looking down
on the naked young man still resting his head against her breasts,
she decided fuck the schedule, if the company didn't like it, there
were plenty of people that wanted her to haul their cargo.

	"Hey kid,"  she said, giving him a strong nudge to wake him
up, "time to hit the road."

	There was an awkward moment when Kevin finally shook the
sleep from his head and sat up next to Alice.  The events of the
early morning had certainly been unanticipated and Alice knew that
he might see them very differently in the light of day.

	"You okay?"  she asked, giving him as much space as was
possible in the cramped quarters.

	"Okay?"  Kevin repeated, "that's a pretty good question."

	He paused for a long moment, seeming to consider his
answer.  Then as if to give a most definite answer, he closed the
small distance between the two of them and kissed Alice on the
cheek.

	"I think I'm more than okay,"  he grinned.

	Alice just smiled and picked up her clothes, holding them in
her hand as she climbed, still naked, down from he truck.  While
she dressed out on the grass, Kevin put his own clothes back on in
the truck.

	Once on the road for Rockville, Alice made one more small
detour.  She pulled into a small comfort station off the Interstate
so that the two of them could take a quick shower.  Showing up at
the depot still sweaty and carrying the scent of sex would cause
more questions that she wanted to answer.

	After that it was clear sailing, first to drop off her load and
then on to Mount Royal.  She pulled her rig up alongside the main
gate to allow Kevin to walk up the main road by himself.

	"Back to the books," he said as he climbed down the small
ladder to the ground.

	"Hey kid,"  she called out to him as he took a few steps
toward the gate.

	Kevin turned in response to her call.

	"Catch,"  she called out as she tossed him a small plastic key
chain that had been hanging from her mirror.

	"What's this?"  he said as he caught it.

	"Call it a souvenir,"  she said.

	"Thanks."

	"You have any plans for the summer after school lets out
next month?"  she asked.

	"Not really,"  he replied, wondering why she wanted to know,
"I guess I'll find some kind of job to help pay for the fall
semester.  I think I've learned my lesson about depending on my
skill with cards."

	"Well I could use someone to ride shotgun over the summer,"
she said.  "Give me a call if you're interested.

	Kevin looked again at the key chain and realized that it had
Alice's cell phone and beeper number on it.  He tossed it up in the
air, catching it before it could fall.  Then he put it into his pocket
just before he disappeared past the main gate.

	As Alice watched him fade from view, she wondered if she
would hear from him again.  If not, well at least she'd had a hell of
a night and for a Queen of the Road that wasn't bad.

END


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