Wanna Team Drive?

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It is hard being a female driver. Men get into competition mode, dangerously close with their own rigs once they see I have tits. One guy says, where you going beautiful? Wanna team drive? I shake my head and thank the gods for the solace of the road and the distance between our trucks. Remember those bumper stickers that say "Don't mess with Texas"? Honey, I agree. Granted, it has been a while and I remember that everything is supposed to be bigger in Texas...Nah, truckers are weird and I'm a born again virgin married to the interstate. Onward frigid soldier!

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