Blacktop
Predator Press
[LOBO]
I drove a truck for a while. OTR ... that's where you don't come home but for a few days once a month.
I was stranded --snowbound-- less than 500 yards from my destination. Missed my appointment to unload as the whole town shut down.
I outran that storm for 200 miles. It caught me just as I entered the city.
I slept under twenty-seven inches of snow.
When I woke, the sun shown over a dry desert. The salt that stained my windshield was impossibly gone; I had a crystal-clear view of an immaculate blacktop highway, with bright crisp yellow lines freshly painted.
Confused, I got up and stretched. Scratching, yawning, rubbing my eyes, I walked back down the long hall.
There were doors on the left and right, but at the end of the hall was a bubbling hot tub. It appeared to be in a very large room. Without a conscious thought, I continued on.
As I advance, the center of the room is exposed revealing a magnificent round bed, silvery satin sheets, and a staggeringly beautiful woman nestled tightly twain. Familiar. Responds favorably to touch.
But the look on her face --so peaceful, so sound; soft breaths-- doesn't allow me to disturb her. I walk back to the "cab" of the truck and start off.
Every element of the Arizonian desert converges on the highway, which vanishes far off over the horizon. The light gets redder --like Mars-- and I get these little hallucinations of women. Naked women. The further I go, the more erotic ... left and right I see temptresses.
The sky darkens with every mile ... a hideous blood red, and you can see the waves of heat in the air. Especially over the laboring diesel engine. The tires are melting black ooze into the black highway ...
And I think, "Let's go!"
[LOBO]
I drove a truck for a while. OTR ... that's where you don't come home but for a few days once a month.
I was stranded --snowbound-- less than 500 yards from my destination. Missed my appointment to unload as the whole town shut down.
I outran that storm for 200 miles. It caught me just as I entered the city.
I slept under twenty-seven inches of snow.
When I woke, the sun shown over a dry desert. The salt that stained my windshield was impossibly gone; I had a crystal-clear view of an immaculate blacktop highway, with bright crisp yellow lines freshly painted.
Confused, I got up and stretched. Scratching, yawning, rubbing my eyes, I walked back down the long hall.
There were doors on the left and right, but at the end of the hall was a bubbling hot tub. It appeared to be in a very large room. Without a conscious thought, I continued on.
As I advance, the center of the room is exposed revealing a magnificent round bed, silvery satin sheets, and a staggeringly beautiful woman nestled tightly twain. Familiar. Responds favorably to touch.
But the look on her face --so peaceful, so sound; soft breaths-- doesn't allow me to disturb her. I walk back to the "cab" of the truck and start off.
Every element of the Arizonian desert converges on the highway, which vanishes far off over the horizon. The light gets redder --like Mars-- and I get these little hallucinations of women. Naked women. The further I go, the more erotic ... left and right I see temptresses.
The sky darkens with every mile ... a hideous blood red, and you can see the waves of heat in the air. Especially over the laboring diesel engine. The tires are melting black ooze into the black highway ...
And I think, "Let's go!"
Comments
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WHO PUT THE CODES INTO YOU?
Likewise, YOU CAN READ CODES RIGHT OUT OF YOUR OWN BIBLE, that CONTROL your Destiny!
See the "Chosen"Code and "Color" Code; VISIT: http://quadcode.blogspot.com ! Save or Print it to study!
... I'm really keenly interested in the LOTTO numbers. Until then, keep all your DNA and RNA thank you.
DC