Truck Stop Mayhem !

Jock was immediately the hero of the truck stop once he entered with his exotic companion. Debbi reacted automatically when someone offered to take her 'coat' and the yellow vest was soon discarded , leaving her once again in public in just her underwear. There was no room to sit at Jock's favoured table and so Debbi found herself seated on the lap of a particularly grizzled old trucker as she munched her burger and fries. She would not normally entertain such junk food but she was starving and just wanted to make this stay as short as possible.

The drivers were all delighted as Jock explained how it was that they were getting this novel and welcome change to their usual lunchtime routine. Less enthusiastic were the women serving at the counter, who looked on disdainfully, and two bottle blondes around Debbi's age who scowled at her from a corner. "I just need to use the ladies" Debbi explained when Jock was ready to go. She felt the eyes of the entire cafe on her as she crossed the floor towards the grubby looking toilet entrance.

The toilet area itself was not too filthy and Debbi was just finishing up when she heard the sound of the door creaking open. She emerged from the cubicle to be confronted by the two blondes. "What you do ? This our patch" one of them hissed in broken English. "I don't understand. I'm just going anyway" Debbi tried to push past. "Men pay us. You come, give it away. Wreck our business." Debbi blushed as the penny dropped. "No, no. It's not like that at all" she stammered. "It's a company incentive scheme" she told the uncomprehending girls !

Outside in the cafe, the drivers were waiting for their final treat of watching Debbi parade one more time across the floor before leaving with Jock. Instead, when the door burst open, it was the two blonde working girls who emerged, laughing and triumphantly waving a pair of suspiciously familiar looking knickers over their heads ! The crowd cheered and there was now a heightened sense of anticipation awaiting the re-appearance of Debbi.

A couple of minutes ticked past before a head peered cautiously around the door. From the looks on the faces, Debbi realised that everyone knew about her predicament. Jock made no move to come over to assist. Finally Debbi shuffled out, shielding her crotch as best she could. The mood in the cafe was one of hilarity. Debbi's hopes of some fellow feeling from the women at the counter were not to be realised. "Oh sure, we keep an endless supply of spare knickers behind here for occasions just like this" was the sarcastic response ! "Come on Deb, we've a schedule to keep to" insisted Jock. "Shake hands with everyone and then we can be off."