Tracy didn't have much of a brain nor did she have much of a wardrobe. Her favorite outfit was a pair of cut off jeans that were torn and feathered and were so high cut that they revealed most of her crotch and bottom. She decided that this would be the outfit she would were today. It was early august and the sun was beaming down on the trailer park. It was hot outside, but not humid. Tracy grabbed her bubble gum pack and took out two pieces and jammed them into her sweet mouth. She looked at herself in front of the old broken mirror that they had taken from their old apartment. She admired her big luscious tits and creamy thighs. She was fairly tan from many days of strolling aimlessly in the trailer park. Quickly she put on a bright red cut off top that revealed a large portion of her boobs (she wore no bra) and skipped outside.

"Hi there hot cakes!" yelled one of the men as he watched her exit the camper.

Tracy gave the man a wink. She loved it when men paid attention to her. Especially the comments they made. She felt important when she received cat calls from the various boys in the park. Little did she know that the men in the park had no respect for her whatsoever. They all knew her reputation and the fact that she had been passed around by most of the guys. At one time or another, they had all gotten with her - usually when they were drunk and she was under the influence of drugs. They laughed and told stories about her - most of which were true considering her slutty reputation.

Today, she felt like leaving the park and heading toward the Cedar Brook Lake. It was a recreational area for kids and was located just about 1mile down the main road from her trailer park residence. Tracy skipped along - chewing her bubble gum and strutting her stuff. Her hot little bottom swayed back and forth as she walked. The shredded fabric of her cut off jeans rose up even further revealing the crack in her ass and a hint of her trailer trash panties. For all the good health she was in, Tracy was rather lazy and didn't feel like walking the whole mile. As was her custom when she felt tired of walking, she hitched her thumb in the air and stood along the dusty highway waiting to be picked up. She had done this many times before and due to her good looks and revealing clothing, she was often picked up within a matter of minutes. Today was no exception.....(cont)