After my divorce in 1999 I purchased a used two bed, two bath mobile home, moved out of the city on 2 acres, It was cheap….quiet…comfortable.
Newalla was a 45 to 50 minute drive from my union paid job but, gas was 95 cents a gallon and I drove a sub-compact, besides driving not only relaxed me but it also allowed me to make any phone calls that I needed to get to that day…so ..I really didn’t mind.
As it was in July it was very Hot that day. As I approached my exit to peebly road…being a high exit and a long ramp…you can see all the way to the bottom. I noticed that there was a car off on the shoulder with the hood up…I slowed to a crawl and noticed a young blonde woman come around the side of the car… I pulled up beside her… then asked rolling down my window…miss are you alright?
That is when she turned and answered with a distressed look on her face. Well I’ve been better, Patting her stomach and her car at the same time…noticing the smoke coming from her bright Orange Ford Maverick and, her pregnant stomach. I said wait as I help up one finger in a gesture.
Pulling around her and parking. I got out of the car and walked back to where she was standing. She looked very hot. She was sweating and her top was soaked, I showed her my Id, told her where I lived, a little about me and, told her she was safe with me. I led her to my car and gave her a tire iron, telling her I wanted her to feel safe. She got in my car and sat down. The air on my small car is not very good when it is not in motion. But cooler than the outside, so I sat down on the door runner backwards so that I could look at her as we spoke.
In a very short time I found out that she lived almost to Shawnee and, was out that day for a Dr’s appointment and a job interview, she didn’t have a cell phone and no one was home where she was staying.
Stay here, Let me see about your car, Running back to her car I gave it a quick look see, got behind the wheel to try to start her up. The gauge read hot…duh~! And the battery was barely cranking her…not from low battery but from strain of the over hearted engine and the age of the car.
When I got back to my car she was reclined and drowsy. I told her there are a few options but only one that I knew of that didn’t involve her. I said let’s call a tow truck. she looked at me and said “NO” I can’t afford the towing fee all the way to my place. I told her not to worry that I have AAA and they can tow it to a garage two miles over. I looked at her and told her , its ok, don’t worry~! Everything will be fine.
Now what do we do with you? she said do you live near here…I said yes about one mile… she asked me if it would be ok to stay at my place till her people got home….I said sure.
Only one thing is bothering me, what is your age? I was worried about her being underage with a man of early 40’s. She assured me that she was just past 18. I smiled at her and said ok that’s fine.
Just as I was pulling out my cell phone to call the tow truck, a man pulled up beside us asking if he could help? Shit looking at the guy, I was glad that I came along when I did, thinking to myself, as I was answering him no thanks. 5 minutes later and she would have been at the mercy of this low life,…greasy…fat,….bad complexion rotten teeth and, a little too eager to help in my opinion. He must have seen her from the interstate because he went across the intersection and got back on the interstate going east. She seemed relieved with the current situation as well…and gave me a soft smile.
Pulling off the shoulder looking behind me for cars, dialing the tow hot line and, giving the info to the dispatcher, I headed for home.
As we drove I told her my name and asked her for hers…she told me her name is Heather, Hello Heather my name is Alan and, I shook her hand. It was warm and very wet. I then cranked up the air and, handed her a clean microfiber towel and a box of Kleenex.
When we reached my place I pulled up with her side facing the door… I helped her out and opened the door. it was a little warm in there as I didn’t leave the air on very low when I was away. She was headed for the couch when I said no, this way. I led her to my bedroom dropping the thermostat to 60 on my way down the hall. I turned the ceiling fan on full, opened the window a crack to let the heat out and led her to the bed, stacking pillows so Heather could lie down in an elevated position~!
I took her shoes off one at a time allowing them to thud against the floor, raised her feet up off the bed with a pillow, clicked on the CD player smiled at her and, said, wait.
Returning to the kitchen I fixed her a Glass of ice tea in my late Grandmas antique Green Glasses and, a cold rag for her head. My air conditioner was a good unit and, cooling down in a hurry.
Returning to my bedroom I gave Heather her iced tea and, she drank and drank, almost half gone now. She told me boy did I ever need that! I said I guess you did at that! Taking the glass from her and setting it down, I laid the cool rag across her head. She gave a moan and, a soft sigh of relief.
She asked me who that was on the cd player? I said well it’s a cd that I made of soft, easy, love songs from various artists however I admitted most were of John Denver, She said it’s nice, n soothing, I said thank you and, I agree, with a warm smile, explaining that I love all kinds of music and I have my rock n roll side but not for the bedroom or for sleeping. She said you mean making love? “Blushing”, Well since you said it yes~!
Are you Feeling better? Heather said I sure am thank you so much. She asked me if I was married. I told her no, my 16 year marriage was over and that she took most of what I had, but she didn’t take me…that is why we divorced and, the yelling. So I told her if I was going to be alone, then I would rather be alone.
So…uhhh what’s your story if I might ask?? Heather told me that she was dating a guy, he talked her into sex, not all his fault, but he was supposed to be wearing a condom. When he found out I was preggers, he did a disappearing act. Worse when my parents found out, they threw me out saying they didn’t want no Whore living in their home! I had to move in with one of my friends and their parents…! I asked how that was. She told me they were great to her and, supportive. Heather also told me that she was finished with High School and looking to get out on her own. I told her that she was on the right track and had a great attitude, for young woman in her situation, also that I loved her name. I have always liked the name Heather. She smiled at me and, me at her.
“CD playing,….Don’t close your eyes tonight….let it be me…not just a fantasy….let it be me tonight,…look me in the eye …tell me what you see…I’m the one who wants you I’m the one that needs you …make this one for me….don’t close your eyes tonight….la la la la….” J.Denver.
Heather sighed and said, Wow such passion! I said yeah, most people don’t know that side of John Denver.
She drank some more tea and told me she was cooling off and feeling much better. That’s great I told her!
Heather told me that she was lonely but who would want someone so fat and ugly and 7 months pregnant with swelling ankles, not to mention my huge ass. I whispered under my breath, “me for one”! Heather asked, did you say something? Oh. It was nothing~! “
CD.Playing but you fall in love with a lady …when you’ve slept upon her breast, when you walk the wild and rugged path through her open wilderness, you never can betray her steal her riches and be gone…when you fall in love with a lady…you’ve got to sing a mountain song….J. Denver”
No what did you say…she implored, did you say something about my huge stomach or my ass? I said no Heather, you have no idea how attractive you are I take it~?
Heather asked me what I meant. I said well, you have a sexy glow about you for one thing… and what nature is doing to you is very sexy, in its own rite…When my wife was pregnant I walked with her and spooned with her holding her huge belly, smelling her hair and other things. she looked at me questioningly? Some day you will understand and believe me~!