A loud pitched voice rang across Billy's truck yard.
‘Hank! I’m all finished up darlin’, you ready to hit the road?’
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‘Sure am Charlene! Meet you over at my truck in five.’
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‘Gee I’m sorry Burl, I’d love to stay and chat but I’ve got a road date with the little diner lady, takin’ her down to Memphis to see the ole’ cheesery.’
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‘Not a problem Hank, I hear Charlene gargles yoghurt like it’s mouthwash, you two have a good time.’
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‘Where did you hear that?’
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Burl struck Hank a devious knowing smile and shook his hand. ‘See you at the next Skitter Scramble, hopefully we get less DOA POA’s next time if you know what I mean, best of luck to ya’
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Hank met back with Charlene and they climbed aboard his freshly painted royal blue truck cab. The unique smell of Pall Mall cigarettes filled the air and it was the first thing Charlene noticed. Hank had always smoked Lucky Strikes, so it was unusual to smell something so different to his usual taste.
The truck cabs' sun damaged dashboard was littered with old tourist postcards, coffee stained road maps, discoloured burger wrappers and cigarette ash. Despite the rubbish and general disarray there was a warmth and comfortability about Hanks truck that put Charlene at ease. He was like the father she never had and the boyfriend she always wanted.
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Hank turned the key to the ignition and the diesel 18 wheeler roared into action. ‘You ready to hit the road honey?’
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‘Sure am!’
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Hank undid the zipper to his pants.
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‘When you’re ready darlin’, safety’s off.’
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Charlene gave him a confirming glance and put her head in his lap.
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As the sun began to set, the blue truck slowly and sensually pulled out of Billy’s onto the highway as Hanks road choad was felated in a sublime act of mutual respect and drug fueled duty.
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As Charlene raised her head she noticed a small tattoo just above the base of Hanks penis. It was a classic love heart with an arrow through it, with the name Frankie written below.
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‘Hank, may I ask you, who’s the lucky lady?’
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‘Oh the tattoo? Well.. she’s just someone I knew once, in another life. I don’t really care much to discuss it darlin’.
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‘I’m sorry, I didn’t mean nuthin’ by it, just curious is all, forget I asked. Anyhow, how long is it ta Memphis?’
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‘I’d say we got about 9 hours of drivin’ ahead of us, so sit back and relax, we’re gonna be driving all through the night.’
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Charlene awoke from a deep slumber, her mouth layered with the familiar and lingering taste of window cleaner and field mushrooms.
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‘How long was I asleep for?’
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‘About 3 hours or so I’d say.’
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