Travelin is like an episode of Then Came Branson except with SANDY DEMPSEY and more fondling than on a NYC subway. Our nameless hero (outfitted in wool cap and red-tinted shades) travels the highway on his motorcycle. The most dangerous curves, however, belong to the cycle sluts who disrobe for him at the drop of a compliment. Highlights include his visit to a "fuck farm" where a fair-skinned flower child pops his clutch. After some crack-kissing hanky panky, he rides off into the sunset. A rebel without a condom.