I really didn't like Sherri. I tolerated her, though, because Kevin wanted to fuck her, and he would have done the same for me. Admittedly, he had made absolutely no progress towards doing that yet, so he agreed to drive her to Stillwater one weekend to visit some of her friends. He figured he could gain some major points with her by doing that, not to mention getting to spend a lot of time with her during the trip.

Two days before he was supposed to take her, he ran his car up on a huge pile of gravel that the Department of Transportation had put beside the road. He was drunk when he did it, of course. The car had made a valiant effort to climb the gravel pile, but couldn't make it. It was sitting halfway up the gravel pile, buried up to the frame, and gravel was covering the car about halfway down the hood.

I went out there with him the next afternoon to get it down. It took several attempts using the pickup and a chain to get do it. When we got it down, it had all four headlights busted, a bent tie rod, and the oil pan was bent and hitting the crank. It was obvious he wasn't going to drive her to Stillwater. He didn't have enough time to get the car fixed, not to mention the fact that he didn't have enough money to do it. He asked me to drive them to Stillwater.

It wasn't something I wanted to do. I really didn't want to spend that much time with Sherri. Stillwater was half way across the state, and there was nothing in it for me. Still, it is something that he would probably do for me under the same circumstances, so I told him I would think about it. Kevin called Sherri that night, and as soon as he hung up Sherri called me. She said that she and Kevin would cover all the expenses for the trip, and that she would get me a date with a girl who had a reputation for being 'easy' when we got there. I was skeptical, for more reasons than one, but with some more prodding from both Kevin and Sherri, I reluctantly agreed to take them.

I picked up Kevin at six thirty Saturday morning, and we were at Sherri's house in Weatherford by seven. She was apparantly watching for us, because she was coming out the door before I even got the car stopped. I thought it was a little bit curious when I saw her come out, because she was looking a lot better than usual. She had her hair done, had makeup on, and was dressed in a short, black skirt and a black tank top. She was really looking good for that time of the morning. Hell, she was looking good for any time. She got in the front seat between me and Kevin, and we hit the highway. Within a half hour, they were both asleep.

I didn't stop until I got to Oklahoma City. I pulled in to a McDonalds, and only then did they wake up. Sherri was annoyed that we had stopped, because she wanted to go on to Stillwater. I told her that I was tired and hungry, and hadn't had a nap like they had. We went in and got coffee and food, and all the while we were there, Sherri seemed nervous and antsy. She really wanted to get to Stillwater, and I was beginning to wonder what was really going on.

The rest of the trip was pretty much uneventful. Kevin and Sherri dozed on and off all the way. I tried to keep my eyes on the road and off of Sherri's short skirt and her tits. Her skirt had ridden up pretty high, and she obviously didn't have on any hose. Her nips were clearly visible through her tight fitting top. If she wasn't such a bitch, I might have been interested in fucking her myself. She normally didn't look this good. Occasionally, as she repositiined herself, her clothes would shift, giving me a bit more view, but never enough to see any of the parts I was interested in seeing. Real close a couple of times, but she always noticed it and adjusted her clothes before they got too revealing............(cont)