The Tranny Trucker

What ta hell yah think yer doing out here at this time? An\' in this cold.\"\r\n\r\nThe woman walked closer and I got a better look at her. She was a little plump and quite large in general. Her face was round and she wasn\'t ugly. The first lady trucker I\'d ever seen up close. She looked to be around forty or forty-five years old.\r\n\r\n\"I\'m heading back home if I can get there. I didn\'t mean to make you stop...\"\r\n\r\n\"Where\'s home, boy? An\' what\'s yer name?\"\r\n\r\n\"I\'m Travis... and home is back in Michigan.\"\r\n\r\nShe seemed to look over her shoulder a moment, \"Well now that\'s too long ta walk. I don\'t want yeh out here in this cold. Something bad could become of you. I can take yeh as far as teh border. How\'d that sound?\"\r\n\r\n\"I... I don\'t want to be any trouble...\"\r\n\r\nShe interjected, \"No trouble.\"\r\n\r\nI thought for a minute. Things couldn\'t get much worse than they were now. I didn\'t know this strange woman but getting as far as the border would be nice. It would probably only be a day\'s drive and then I could call a cab in Michigan and pay them once I got home. My future looked much better with this woman\'s offer than without it. It was so damn cold.\r\n\r\n\"Come on now. It\'s dangerous out here with these cars passing like this.\"\r\n\r\nI nodded a yes. The woman bridged the last few feet between us and shook my hand. Like the rest of her, they were very large for a woman. She had a few inches on me in height as well.\r\n\r\n\"My name\'s Daisy.\"\r\n\r\n\"Nice... nice to meet you, Daisy. Thank you for stopping.\" I shook her hand limply.\r\n\r\nDaisy led the way back to her truck. My eyes wandered to her backside. I watched her big butt wobble back and forth in the thick pants while we walked. I was ashamed that an erection began to form in my pants.\r\n\r\nDaisy opened the passenger\'s side door for me. The wheels on this truck were the biggest I\'d ever seen.