A Tale of Survival chapter 1 - Sex Stories

A Tale of Survival chapter 1

... just a tad over six foot eight, two hundred-sixty pounds and I'm a very nice guy and I woulda been a big ol boy if it hadn't all went to feet." Jeanie finds herself sweating in the heavy shirt. "Hey Glen you wouldn't happen to have a t-shirt back there would you? I'm roasting in this shirt." Glen smirks," Hell you can just take it off if you want Jeanie, I promise I won't peek...much." Jeanie pouts and sticks her bottom lip out. "Awww damn that was mean, now that hurts my feelings, you wouldn't even try to peek at my boobs. Boohoo you big meanie." They both laugh as Glen says, "Okay, okay you little cry baby, go get a tshirt, there should be several back there." She goes back through the curtain and takes the heavy shirt off. She finds a t-shirt and slips it on, finding that it comes down to her knees. She rolls her eyes and then takes the jeans off and grinning, steps back through the curtain. "Ta ta, okay babe, let's go dancing, I got on my mini dress." Glen swallows hard and blinks his eyes, "Damn girl how in hell am I goin' to drive with you naked under that shirt? Drag your suitcase back there and see if you haven't got something to wear hun. We are going to stop in a few minutes for something to eat." Jeanie drags the suitcase back and finds a pair of sweat pants that will go around her tummy and a button up shirt, but still no bra. She pulls on her sneakers with no socks and is just ready to go back up front when the truck slows and Glen pulls into a truck stop. ...

... Glen watches as she comes back to the front. He gasps when he sees the red marks around her throat, the huge bruises on her arms and the patch of hair that has been shaved off, so eight stitches could be put in. Glen takes a deep breath. "What the hell Jeanie, were you in a wreck?" She blushed, "No Glen, I just got out of the hospital this morning. Two days ago my husband came in drunk and accused me of being pregnant by the cowboy he assigned to ride with me. I was never allowed to go anywhere by myself. There was no talking to him and he threw me across the room, I fell against a chair and cut my head and then he choked me and beat me with his fists and his belt." Jeanie unbuttoned her shirt and opened it to show her breasts both bruised and two red stripes on her back from his belt. "I'm six months pregnant and the baby is his. The doctors thought they were going to have to take my baby. That is why I'm running away, next time he will probably kill me. He is six foot four, two hundred-forty pounds." Glen buttons her shirt up for her and says quietly, I'll help you down and we'll get something to eat and I'll get some cream to put on those bruises, that son of a bitch needs his ass kicked real bad." After a late lunch, Glen takes her into the TruckStuf store and buys her a complete sweat suit. She tries to pay and Glen just shakes his head no. "You use that credit card babe and they can trace it. Same thing for your cell phone, do you have one with you?" Jeanie pulls out her ...