Sometimes the most amazing things happen when you least expect them. Twelve years ago, I was driving across country from Atlanta to San Francisco going to my new job. I had just graduated from Georgia Tech and had been offered and accepted a position with Cisco Systems. Since I didn't have to report for another month, I decided to drive and see America. So I packed up everything I could take in the back of my Subaru, kissed my mom goodbye, and set of on my great adventure.
I had been driving for six days and was on Interstate 44 having just left St. Louis. It was after 6:00 PM on Friday, I was about two hours out of the city and it was raining pretty hard. The area was devoid of all houses and other cars and any signs of civilization. A few hundred yards ahead of me, I saw what looked like someone standing on the side of the road in the rain.
As I got closer, I saw that it was a young woman who was hitchhiking. I normally don't pick up strangers but it was raining and there were no other cars on the highway. So I stopped. I came to a stop about six yards past her. She ran over to the car and got in. As she buckled herself in, I could see that she was a young, white female about twenty with blonde hair cut into short spikes.
"Hi! Thanks for the ride! It's pretty nasty out there and I haven't seen many cars!" she said.
"Yeah, you're sort of out in the middle of nowhere! How did you get stuck so far out in the boonies?" I asked as I resumed driving.
"I had gotten a ride with a trucker out of Trenton and he sort of went psycho on me! I had to leap out of his semi and ended up out here. My name is Diana. What's yours?"
"I'm sorry, my name is Derrick. Pleased to meet ya. So where are headed?"
"I have an aunt that lives in Seattle. I'm headed there."
I looked over at the small backpack that Diana carried. "You're going from New Jersey to Washington with nothing but what's in that little pack!?!
"I had to get away from where I was in a hurry. This is all I could grab."
"Was it pretty bad?"
"Yeah, pretty bad."
"Do you want to talk about it?"
Diana just shook her head slowly 'no' and began staring out of the window. I decided to let her be and continued to drive.
About two hours later, I said to her, "I'm pretty hungry and could use a potty break. There's a Denny's up ahead. I'm going to stop. Is that okay?"
"Yeah, that'll be fine."
We pull into the restaurant and go in. When we are seated, I look at the menu. "Well, what looks good to you?"
She looks kind of sad at the menu. "I really don't have enough money to buy anything."
"Don't worry about it. Order anything on the menu! It's on me!"
"You don't have to do this."
"It's fine. It's no problem at all. Go ahead and order!"
Diana orders a burger, fries and milkshake while I order steak and shrimp. As we eat, I try to make small talk but she is reluctant, so I don't pursue it.
Diana eats with gusto and it is obvious that she hasn't eaten in a while. "When is that last time you had a good meal?" I ask.
"I haven't had anything to eat since the day before yesterday," she reluctantly answers.
"Do you anything else?"
"No, thank you. I'm full."
I pay the tab and we head out. About an hour later I again try to strike up conversation.
"Won't your clothes in the backpack be soaked?"
"Yeah, they are."
"We can stop at a K-mart and get you a few things to tide you over."
"What do you want!?! Why are you being so nice to me!?! You don't even know me!" she lashes out.
"Whoa, whoa, I'm just trying to help. No strings attached!! Honest!!"
She gives me an intense inspection. "I do need some more underwear and stuff. If its not too much trouble, that will be okay."
We stop at a Wal-Mart about six miles down the road. I buy Diana some underwear and a couple of pair of pants and some hygiene things. After another hour of driving, I turn to her. "I'm exhausted! I'm going to pull into the motel ahead and crash. You're free to stay with me if you like."
"I'll stay," she answers.
We stopped and I got a room. The room was small but serviceable and had a full size bed. I'm unpacking my suitcase when Diana says to me, "I'm going to take a shower, is that okay?"
"Of course, go right ahead."
She takes her things and disappears into the bathroom. While I set out my things, I hear the water going in the shower. I pull out a beer and sit down on the edge of the bed to watch some TV. About fifteen minutes later, Diana emerges from the shower. She looks very pretty now that she's clean and fresh. She's wearing a white button down shirt with bare legs and feet. Out of the heavy jeans and sweat jacket, Diana now reveals a lean, shapely body with nice, perky tits.
"Can I have one of those?" she asks indicating the beer.
"Sure, here." I toss her a brew.
She sits down on the edge of the bed beside me and opens the beer. With her sitting this close to me, I can smell the lilac scent of her shampoo and feel the heat from her body.
"Are you running from someone, Diana?"