Two Road Whores, Rode Hard

CHAPTER SEVEN: TUCKER ARRIVES

Tucker had already gone through all of what would have to happen if Amanda came on the truck, and as she only had a few weeks left of school, pulling her out a little early wouldn’t hurt, and then it would be summer time before they’d have to set up “Home School”. Susan had even talked to the principal to ensure that no matter what Amanda could go into 9th grade.
Amanda had said her goodbyes, and her father bought her a cell phone so she could call if she wanted. They promised to come back and visit (more on that later). They were agreed, Susan was going to take custody of Amanda and Michael was going to stay with Jim. Michael even asked if he could come as well, but it was decided that would be too tough, although Susan thought Jim would probably be relieved if he didn’t have to raise either on his own AND got to keep all his assets.

She couldn’t help but secretly want to see him disappointed/hurt by her leaving in her own way. Even though she knew that in her new role as a Slave on the road, she wasn’t supposed to feel malice towards men, she did have a few she felt that way about, she just was going to keep that to herself.

So when the day came for his arrival, Susan was packed. Well not really, the suitcases were going to be dropped in the dumpster about two miles down the road. That was just to help Jim think she was going to be relatively ‘normal’ on this trip.

She was starting a new life , a rebirth, so all her old shit was going to go into the dump. She was going to get all new clothes and put away all that was Susan.

Amanda though had two suitcases and was listening to her i-pod popping gum casually as they both sat on the front step waiting for Tucker to get there. They didn’t want him coming inside and there be an awkward scene with Jim and Michael.

When Tucker’s Peterbilt Semi Cab pulled up, Susan was kind of surprised to see he wasn’t pulling a trailer behind it. “I guess” she thought to herself “They are not supposed to just be driving around without a haul are that?” she wondered if she was asking herself such stupid questions to avoid the awkwardness of finally meeting in person.

Tucker honked his horn, and his Truck made that loud braking sound as it stopped infront of their pristine Julington Creek home in the suburbs, blocking the road.

He got out and started to walk up slowly. He looked even bigger than his picture, bald with a little facial hair, and kind of a bear sized man. He was wearing a T-shirt that said “Mustache Rides 5 Cents” and courdoroys, a look that basically says “What the fuck are you looking at?”

Susan asked Amanda one more time. “Okay now, you remember what I told you to expect? Well we are going to go over it all in demos, one at a time once we get down the road a piece, are you sure you want to go with us?” she asked almost pleadingly.

“Yeah mom

“You know you can’t call me mom on the truck, its gotta be my training name. I am not going to have authority to discipline you or make you brush your teeth, and so Tucker is going to basically be the step dad/babysitter here.”

“Yeah Yeah, Sorry its just a habit.”

“Well look, its hard for me too. I just realize I can’t be switching my persona back and forth from Mom the hardass, to Kitten the …”

“soft ass?” Amanda giggled.

“Some kind of ass….” Susan conceded. “ Look, you’ve seen me naked before, but really and truly this is going to be naughty and wicked.”

“Yeah yeah, I get it. Jeez..c’mon lets go”

Tucker was standing over them, smiling while they had the conversation on the front step. He was just patiently listening and when they noticed him, he just said;

“Damn Straight”.

Ironic bastard.