Akira Fubuki

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answered with a smile filled with promise. If I live to be a hundred, I will never figure out how strange life can be. I'm a truck driver which isn't the most common thing in the world, but even stranger is the fact that I am quite attractive. I'm five feet two inches, weigh one-hundred and fifteen pounds, have blond hair and blue eyes. Every time I meet a nice man, he asks me the same question men ask hookers. "How did a nice girl like you get into a dirty business like this?" To top it all off, I have four huge brothers who are also truck drivers, and who have taken it upon themselves to protect my Akira Fubuki gallery virtue at all cost. So you can see why it might be hard for me to get laid, I remember one man in particular. It is almost comical. He buzzed me on the C.B. one afternoon while I was on a California run, saying," Breaker for the good-lookin' blond that drives the silver rig. If you're within hearing, meet me at midnight at the Stop and Slop on Exit 89." His voice sounded nice, and I decided to meet him. Like I say, it isn't the easiest thing for me to meet men in my Akira Fubuki gallery profession. So, I arrived promptly at midnight, and guess who had beaten me there: two of my Akira Fubuki gallery four goonish brothers. It took all the convincing I could muster to convince these boys ...(cont.)
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