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In The Beginning Chapters 17, 18, 19, 20

Date: 4/25/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: davebccanada, Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

comes to the truck to wake him. He says, "Good morning, I'm up." "Oui, bonjour mon ami." He departs towards the restaurant. Mike follows with the folded bedding and his toiletries in hand. He turns the bedding in at the till and gets a key for the showers. Soon he is feeling hale and hardy as he returns to the truck to finish dressing and start it rumbling. "0645 and breakfast," he mumbles as he enters the cafe. A five foot five inch dark brown 19 year pixie with laughing brown eyes greets him, "Bonjour, que disirez-vous?" "Good morning, I don't speak French. Sorry." "I'll ask you in English then, what would you like?" Her snappy eyes crinkle as she finishes, "for breakfast, that is." "First some coffee, perhaps some scrambled eggs..." "Perhaps?" "How is the cook with scrambled?" She smiles, "He's very good, in fact he makes a Trucker's Scramble to die for. Smoky bacon, scrambled eggs, cheddar cheese and his secret sauce in hash browns in a bowl. It's delicious and filling. I love it." "I think you talked me into it. I'll take it. Now what do I call you? I'm Mike." Beaming she replies, "I'm Dana." "It sounds like your favorite thing is to eat." "Not my favorite but my number 2 favorite is pool." "And your number 1 is?" Her dimples stand out, "That is my secret. Now I get your breakfast." Mike loves how her eyes sparkle. Watching her he judges she has about an A bust size. For her just right. He'd love to see her on a pool table. Mike downs his breakfast anxious to be on the ... road. She brings his bill and he sees she has signed it Dana Skevington. He notes that name in his memories and moves on. Checking everything over and satisfied all is okay he pulls out to the highway at 0750. In ten miles he crosses the Quebec border rolling towards the St. Lawrence River. Just over forty miles to the river and Riviere-du-loup. Then he will follow the St. Lawrence River down to Montreal. He passes Quebec City on the far shore of the river at 1100 and although he has made one stop to check his load is making good time. He makes Drummondville by noon but pushes on to Saint-Hyasinthe by 1230. He's not far from his childhood stomping grounds here and he feels it in the air. He eats quickly and gets back on the road to Ottawa. He has been following Hwy 20 but changes to 417 north of Montreal. He's rolling up the Ottawa valley passed Hawkesbury, Casselman and eventually the outskirts of Ottawa itself. He watches for Innes Road and exits following it west to Bantree Street. One block north and he turns onto Newmarket street and watches for Liverpool Court on his right. He's taking it easy now as it is quite congested here. Ahead he sees a temporary large tent set up in an open area with DND vehicles and a couple navy vehicles. A fellow with a yellow hardhat waves at him. Mike waves back turning to pull in. The fellow waves both hands frantically as if pushing him back. Mike stops quickly. Hard hat runs up to the cab. "I need it backed in. If you drive in you won't ...