"I Want Some Knickers !"

Debbi had quite an escort for her bottomless trek back to where the lorry was parked. Most of the other drivers in the cafe accompanied her and they were rewarded with the sight they had hoped to see, as she had to abandon all attempts to cover her pussy in order to climb up into the raised cab ! Debbi was left red faced as she was joined by Jock and they began to pull back out onto the motorway.

"Can't we go and buy some knickers ? I want some knickers" she pleaded. "Och, don't worry about it. I don't mind honestly" Jock reassured her mischievously, as he glanced down to where Debbi was resolutely trying to keep her legs clamped together. "But we've got three more delivery stops to make" Debbi reminded him. "That's OK too" Jock continued to tease her. "I'll text ahead to each of the depots to warn them that you've lost your knickers, so that anyone who would be offended can arrange to take their break while you're there !"

Debbi wasn't worried about the sensibilities of any sensitive souls at the depots, it was her own mortification that concerned her. She had just about coped with unloading the packages in her underwear but now being completely bottomless was a new ordeal. "I want some knickers" she sulked. Jock was beginning to lose patience. "And where pray do you suggest we get some from ? I can't drive this great big articulated lorry down a tiny high street and park outside the local knicker store so you can run in and buy a pair. Or maybe I can find another lorry park and you can march through a mall dressed as you are ?"

Debbi conceded that he was right but continued to sulk as they arrived at the first of the afternoon delivery stops. "I still want some knickers."