It was a beautiful summer day. Belinda was riding over her motorbike. She was really proud of herself. Her stylish black leather outfit was making her look up really sexy and powerful. She opened the accelerator for maximum. It was really great feeling - to ride at such a speed.

Belinda was driving faster and faster. Nothing could stop her. Suddenly she saw a huge truck in her way. The German smiled and overtook it. But that was not enough. She thought, that she should show the trucker, that she beat him. So she braked sharply right in front of the truck. She laughed, hearing the screech of brakes and prepared to ride away, but suddenly her motorbike stalled.

The trucker walked out from the cabin.

"What the hell do you think you're doing, stupid lass?!" he shouted angrily "This is a road, not a fucking playground!"

"What the big deal?" Belinda retorted "Nothing had happened!"

"Oh, really! I almost smashed you with your fucking bike!" said the trucker "And the fuck is with your language?! Is that an accent?!"

"I am German..." Belinda confessed.

"So, you're a tourist and you dare to break the highway code!" he started to unbuckle his belt "You need to learn a lesson, hussy!"