CD And Trucker

"My hope is that over the next 5 days I get to experience all the passion you got stored up inside you.
But more than that, I'm always intrigued with guys that are bold enough to live out their fantasies to
be girls. It takes a lot of guts to not be the most perfect and walk into a public situation."
"What's your point Hank?"
"Kelli, most of the time I only play with TS's for a short time, never more than a few hours This is
tough to say, and I don't want to scare you off, but I always thought my next long-term relationship
would be with a girl like you. Who knows what can happen after 5 days together?"
Well I didn't see that coming. It was the first time he used my name so I knew he was being sincere. I
couldn't believe it though. Only a few hours ago I was just hoping to get some guy to smile at me;
now it seems all it would take would be a few drinks and a trip across the Nevada State Line and I
could become a bride.
I kissed Hank as nice as I could on the cheek. "Hank, I'm married, no I take that back, I'm happily
married."
"Oh." He said surprised and a little disappointed.
"Yea sorry; maybe it's better if I just head on home."
I could see Hank's mind was working overtime after I laid my marriage status on him. "Kelli, I believe
things happen for a reason..." He started.
"...what if I promise to play the 'big tough trucker' for you for the next 5 days? And in return you
promise that during the trip you open up to me about why you're doing what you're doing.
"Maybe the reason we met tonight is so I can learn from you. Learn and understand what you're
about; which might help me if and when I ever meet the 'TS of my dreams' down the road sometime."
I just looked at him and realized I had a real sensitive guy here. A guy that was willing to help make
my fantasies a reality. And all he wanted in return was to learn what was locked in my CD head. I felt
that was the least I could do.