Its Good To Have AAA

Driving from LSU to Shreveport I had a flat tire. I tried getting the jack on and failed. I was so frustrated I started crying. I couldn't do it. My father was going to be real disappointed in me. A car stopped, a man as old as my father. He looked at me, shook his head, got the jack on, changed the tire. After he closed the trunk I asked him how I could pay him. He looked at me, sized me up, he said I could give him a blowjob. My face must have looked terrible, he slapped my face gently, told me to get AAA, and have more self respect. I got home late, my mother heard the whole story, told me I was lucky, don't tell my father about the blowjob.

I was 18.

So many years later, living in the big city, my car's battery died in the garage. The man next to me showed up and said he had jumper cables, he jumped my car and asked me if I had AAA. I kept my mouth shut this time, he told me to get a new battery and have my alternator checked. He drove away.

I was 23.

My car didn't start on a trip to L.A. I called AAA, after an hour a truck showed up, he told me I had bigger problems, it wasn't the battery and he had to tow me to a dealer. I didn't have any money to fix my car. I sissied up and cried asking him what else I could do. He told me he had a friend who might be able to help but regardless it was going to be expensive. We went to this car shop off the main highway. His friend said 1,600 for parts and labor and he wouldn't get done till the next day, No credit card, no money I through myself on the AAA guys mercy.

That night I paid with my body, he took full advantage of it and gave me an anal fucking. I took it, no choice. His friend got the car fixed and I drove on to L.A., I felt my little asshole all the way. When I got to L.A. my friend heard the story, she shrugged her shoulders, I wasn't the first to pay with my body, and said I was lucky I had AAA.

I was 33