It was raining again and he hated driving in the rain. His trip to Houston was a must and he figured by leaving in the early evening he could spend the night at a decent motel and rest before the meeting the next day.
He didn't figure it would be raining all the way. His CB radio was crackling and because it was raining it seemed that the signals were crystal clear, more than they normally were.
A female voice broke the silence as he watched his windshield wipers move back and forth across the glass. Her voice sounded very sexy and he guessed that she was no older than 25 or 30 years old. The sultry sound almost brought his dick back to life but he had enjoyed sex with his wife just before leaving home a few hours ago and he didn't feel the need for sex again this soon...but this woman on the radio did sound hot!
"C'mon back Candy Man, this is Little Red and I could use some chat to keep me awake until I make it to Houston town." She didn't sound sleepy to him but apparently she needed to talk to someone to keep herself alert in all this rain. There was no answer from the Candy Man but a male voice asked her if she was in a 4-wheeler and which way she was travelling. She didn't answer for a few minutes and he guessed she was trying to be careful about giving away her location on this dark rainy night. The male voice again tried to raise the lady but to no avail.
As he passed a semi-tractor trailer rig he glanced up at the driver and was looking at a dark haired woman who was moving her hand toward her mouth.
"This is Little Red and I was just trying to holler at my buddy but guess he's pulled off to take a whiz. Thanks for the come back anyway." The radio became silent again.
He passed the semi and pulled back into the right hand lane and continued on in the rain. He couldn't see her face but she looked young in the headlights of the oncoming cars when he passed her. He began wondering if he was about to embark on yet another stalking adventure?
He sped up and was several car lengths ahead of the big truck when he heard the woman speaking again. "Candy Man, if you can read me I'm pulling off at the truck stop 10 miles South of Dallas. Stop by and we can chat like we did last month."
He continued down the freeway and hurried to this truck stop she spoke of and began wondering how he would gain access to a trucker in a busy truck stop this time of the night.
The truck stop appeared ahead in the rain and looked huge. He could see trucks parked alongside and behind the large building. The building was lit up like a Christmas tree but the parking area for the trucks looked dark. "Good, he thought. The truckers are sleeping in the dark and maybe, just maybe he would get his chance to enjoy himself with a female driving a big rig tonight."
He pulled into the parking area and stopped alongside a big rig just at the edge of the freeway. He didn't want to miss her when she pulled in and sitting in the dark now, he didn't want to be seen by anyone else waiting for her.
He didn't have long to wait as he watched the large red tractor trailer slow to enter the parking lot. He could see by the lights of the building that the dark haired female was the driver and he kept watching as she drove to the rear of the parking lot. He kept watching as the rig stopped alongside another semi and he was close enough to hear her turn off her air brakes. She had found a spot and he had found a target.
He took out his binoculars and waited for what seemed like an eternity for her to exit the truck. Finally, after she shut everything down and made herself presentable, she stepped from the truck and began walking toward the restaurant doors. As she got closer to the building he could see the trim figure of the lady as she moved across the parking lot. "Not bad, not bad at all" he thought. He continued watching as she went inside and he drove his car closer to the parked vehicle she had just left unattended.
He stopped at a location behind and left of the truck.. a spot where he could still see the door of the restaurant and also watch the parking lot between the truck and the building. He waited.. and began dreaming of a new victim he would be adding to his list of sexual encounters.
An hour passed and he was becoming impatient. He reached across the front seat and again checked his small bag and it's contents. He had recently purchased a small bottle of ether. It had cost him quite a bit but the dope addict he had purchased it from had gained it during a break-in at a doctors' office. The doper didn't know him and quoted a price that would allow him to buy more drugs. At least he now had what he had wanted for a long time, something to replace the knife he had used in the past. He hated having to cut a beautiful woman but he still carried it to persuade her to his bidding.
He peered thru the binoculars again and saw the brunette walking out of the restaurant. He began to get hard and his breathing was irregular now. He reached again for the ether and took a large cotton ball from the bag and poured the liquid carefully into the ball, being careful to hold it away from him at the same time.
With the knife in it's holster on his belt and the cotton ball now dripping with ether he stepped from his car and walked toward the rear of the large red semi-truck. He was standing at the rear of the trailer when she stopped at the driver's door and as she unlocked it he moved quietly toward her in the darkness.
She had unlocked the door and opened it and was about to step up into the cab of her truck when she heard footsteps behind her. Before she could turn around someone forced her head backward and something was being put over her mouth and nose. She tried to scream but it was impossible. As she tried fighting the person who was standing directly behind her she felt dizzy and wondered what was causing this sensation. She was losing her vision and was getting weaker by the second as she slumped toward the open door of her rig.
He had made it to her before she was able to turn and see him and now he was having difficulty trying to hold her up to keep her from falling to the pavement. She was a small woman but still dead weight and he didn't look forward to picking her up from the wet asphalt. He held her against him as he realized that she was completely unconscious and her weight was considerably more than he had planned on. He had dropped the cotton ball and with one arm around her waist he used his other arm to grasp her belt. The belt was tight around her small waist and was holding up those tight jeans he had seen thru the binoculars earlier. Slowly he pushed her body into the trucks captains' chair and as he stepped up behind her he looked around the parking lot and saw that it was still dark and empty. He was able to push her into the seat and he pushed and pulled her back into the sleeper of the large rig. He closed the door of the cab and locked it and crawled into the sleeper with the woman who was breathing but fast asleep. Now he felt that he had more than enough time to enjoy this lady and he wanted to see up close who he had just taken by force.