"Oh, Daddy," she said excitedly. "Can I go with you? School is out for the summer."

"I'm sorry," he smiled. "That would be impossible."

"Please, Daddy," she begged. "I've never been to any of those places."

"I don't know," he said. "It's a long hard haul for a girl."

"Oh, Daddy," she continued excitedly. "It would be so much fun. I could always take you back in the sleeper and suck you off."

"Okay, darling," he finally agreed. "We'll try it."

"Oh, Daddy!" she squealed. "I love you and your nice big cock!"

Paula had never been excited as she was it the truck with her father the next day. She loved the roar of the powerful engine. The huge rig rumbled over the highway, but the thing she enjoyed most was listening to the voices on the CB radio. She loved the chatter between the truckers, and proud of how popular her big rugged father was with the drivers. All along the way they were calling his handle in order to jaw with him. It seemed to her that almost everyone on the road knew Big Spike, as he was called.

"Gee, Daddy," Paula sighed with joy as the big truck ground slowly up a steep grade just south of the Oregon border. "This is the best time I've ever had in my life."

"I'm glad darling." Spike smiled as he changed gears. "You're a great partner. Now all I had to do is teach you how to drive this rig."

As nightfall settled over them, Paula was watching the white line of the highway under the headlights and listening to the crackle of the CB.

"Breaker one nine," came a voice over the radio. "Come in breaker," her father called back over the microphone.

"Is Big Spike out there with his ears out?" the voice asked.

"This is Big Spike," her dad laughed. "Is that Long Beard?"

"Sure as hell is," laughed the voice on the other end. "How'd you know it was me?"

"Can't miss that gravelly voice of yours," Spike laughed.