Truck Stop Read Online Free Page B

Dad.
    AISHA: On youtube, some girl who didn’t know she was pregnant gives birth to twins in a mall in America.
    SAM: I’m gonna be a film star.
    KELLY: Like her?
    SAM: As if!
    KELLY: You don’t even do Drama.
    SAM: So? We should have done a skank film. With Nat. In that abandoned motel. Uploaded it. Could have been a slasher film, all the ugly girls die first then the hot killer dude comes after me.
    KELLY: Why are you last?
    SAM: I wonder.
    AISHA: Why is it always about being hot for a guy?
    SAM: You serious?
    AISHA: Yeah.
    SAM and KELLY pass a look.
    KELLY: Want a Cruiser Aisha?
    SAM: Have one it’s okay.
    AISHA: No. I’m alright.
    KELLY: Mum got them for us. Go on.
    AISHA takes one.
    AISHA: And we’re back online hunting Justin Beiber’s penis but it isn’t him at all, hair all wrong.
    SAM: What’s your favourite movie Aisha?
    KELLY: Ours is Pretty Woman . It’s totally retro but /
    SAM: Let’s watch it.
    KELLY: Let’s get pizza.
    AISHA: In the slow bits of the film we talk about / prostitutes.
    SAM/KELLY: Prostitutes.
    KELLY: You tell the story of your brother’s mate, Dario. The ugly one. How he was still a virgin and everyone knew ’cause he was fat and ugly and how on his eighteenth they took him up to the industrial and told him they’d all put in. Pay for him to lose it that night, so he could be happy.
    SAM: They cruise along, all of them in a car and let him pick whatever one he wants.
    And he picks one that looks okay outside the car but once they get her inside she stinks and when she speaks she sounds rough as and she makes a joke that isn’t even funny and smiles and she’s missing a tooth right in the front but it’s too late then ’cause Dario’s picked and he’s agreed—that was the deal. Once he’s chosen no piking. He has to go through with it.
    So they drive him to the park. All his mates get out of the car and leave him in the back with / the hooker.
    KELLY/AISHA: The hooker.
    SAM: His mates sit at a picnic table drinking beer but they can see he’s just sitting in the car next to the hooker not doing nothing but talking.
    And so they go back and tell him they didn’t pay for him to talk to her, to get a move on and fuck her. They make him start while they watch. They tell her go down on him . They get him to grab her head and push it down on his cock, fuck her face they yell and they film it, his hands pushing down her head, him pushing her legs up, her high heels tapping the back of the window near the bulldogs sticker. Then they open the back door and film him doing it to her.
    KELLY: Poor chick.
    SAM: You reckon?
    KELLY: Yeah.
    SAM: She got paid. So what?
    KELLY: But…
    Pause.
    What would it feel like to make money from sex?
    SAM: It’d be ok.
    KELLY/AISHA: No.
    SAM: It would. You could be in control of it.
    KELLY: How? Like Dario with that chick?
    SAM: Not like that. If I did it I’d be classy.
    AISHA: Like Julia Roberts?
    SAM: Guys are just gagging for it and you can hold back or you can make them cum in three minutes flat for what…
    KELLY: The money. We could afford to buy whatever shit we wanted, clothes, sunglasses
    SAM: Cocktails, concert tickets…
    KELLY: Go into the city on weekends.
    SAM: How much would you charge?
    KELLY: Twenty bucks?
    SAM/AISHA: Twenty bucks?
    KELLY: I don’t know… forty?
    SAM: Better than selling donuts.
    KELLY: I guess.
    SAM: Easier.
    KELLY: What would you call yourself?
    SAM: I’d be Princess.
    KELLY: Princess who?
    SAM: Just Princess… what about you?
    KELLY: Chilli. Hot Chilli.
    SAM: Sick! What about you Aish?
    AISHA: I don’t know.
    SAM: Oh come on.
    AISHA: I don’t know.
    SAM: Jai hoe.
    Knock at the door.
    ALL: Pizza!
    SAM: Hope the pizza dude’s hot.
    KELLY: He’s not. He’s all pimpled. Looks worried.
    SAM: I play a trick on him.
    Sorry but we didn’t order pizza.
    AISHA: He looks at the docket over and