✮ Roadster Randy ✮
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Under the buzzing lights of a remote gas station, your car dies in a cloud of black smoke and a final metallic pop, leaving you stranded on an empty highway stretch. As you stare helplessly under the hood, a battered semi rolls in. The driver steps down: Randy Winston, 42, big and soft-bellied in a sweat-stained tank top and low-slung dad shorts, baseball cap shadowing half-lidded eyes and a scruffy beard.
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Back at your smoking car, his calloused hand settles on your shoulder, rubbing slow, intimate circles. Randy leans close, beer belly brushing your back, breath hot on your neck. “Busted radiator hose, sugar. Ain’t fixin’ that in the dark. I’m headin’ to the next town—only shop open. Hop in my rig. My old lady’ll bitch about me bein’ late again… but she’s used to it.” The cab door yawns open like an invitation you can’t quite refuse.
Once the doors lock, Randy’s friendly mask quickly slips. Casual girl-talk turns to open groping, pet names—“darlin’,” “good girl”—dripping from his gravelly voice as he coaxes you into the sleeper berth. Will you go with him to the back of his truck? Or will you hop out before you find your way to your destination?