The Hitcher, Part 4

The Hitcher:
By karriejj@hotmail.com

Part  IV:

"Honey, it's me, John!" he shouted into the receiver of the pay phone.

"Where are you, I can barely here you?" the voice on the other end said.

"I'm in Ellensburg. They've closed the roads till at least tomorrow, so I'm
stuck her until then. It's snowing and blowing really hard."

"Where are you staying? Give me the phone number."

John paused. "I haven't found a place yet, I just got here. I'll have to call
you from the room when I find a place. But I gotta run and find somewhere or
I won't find a room."

"OK, be careful. Be sure to call me."

"Uh huh, OK, bye bye, gotta run!" he shouted into the receiver and then
quickly hung up.

John checked his watch. He'd been gone just 15 minutes. He wanted to give
Konni at least 30 minutes of privacy. He walked into the grocery store and
made his purchases.


Konni leaned into the mirror and applied a thin coat of lipstick to her pouty
lips. It was a light mocha color and matched her eye shadow. She rubbed her
lips together and then smacked them on a Kleenex. She lifted the burning
cigarette from the ashtray to her lips and took a final deep drag and then
crushed it out. 

A quick knock came on the door, and then a key slid into the lock and the
handle turned. As the door opened and John walked through, Konni turned and
exhaled. She pulled the towel wrapped around hair off and shook her hair.

"Hey," she said bubbly, walking towards him. "Hope you don't mind, I had to
borrow a shirt and shorts. Mine were all wet."

She stood before him in one of his light blue chambray dress shirts and a
pair of his silk boxer shorts.

"These feel awesome!" Konni said, rubbing her hands on her butt cheeks. She
peered into one of the sacks. "Yummy!" she said and pulled out one of the
bottles of Bud Light.

"No problem," he said dumbstruck. Konni smiled and cracked the cap off the
bottle and took a large drink, all the while keeping eye contact with him.
She quickly turned back to the mirror and began to blow dry her hair.

John sat the small bag of groceries on the table and began to unload it.
There was 12 beers, a few bags of chips, some salsa and cheese sauce, two
deli sandwiches, and two packs of cigarettes. John picked up Konni's pack of
Virginia Slims and brought them to her. He stood behind her watching her comb
her long hair, stroke after stroke.

"What?" she said laughing.

John approached and set the pack of cigarettes beside her. "Blue," he said
simply.

"Huh?"

"Light Blue, I couldn't tell what color your eyes were when we first met
under the underpass. Now I know they're blue..."

"Oh my god, that is so sweet," she replied. She reached behind her and picked
up the pack and began to pull the cellophane off. John retreated for a moment
while she placed the long white cigarette in her liips and let it dangle. He
returned with her lighter and held a light up to her. 

Konni swept her hair to the side and took Johns hand in hers to steady the
flame, then leaned in and drew as the flame touched the tip of the cigarette.
She drew hard and then french inhaled the mouthful of smoke.

John gulped and stepped two inches further. Konni's exhale was light and
filled the foot gap that separated them.

"I'm enamored with you," he confessed truthfully.

"The feeling is mutual." 

"I can't do this."

"The decision is yours, and yours alone."

"Promise me something?"

"Perhaps, what is it?" she asked and drew seductively. She opened her mouth
and let a small ball escape before quickly pulling it back down.

John placed his hands on Konni's hips. "Promise me you won't let me fall
under your spell."

"I think it's too late for that."

"Then promise me you wont let anything happen tonight, no matter how bad I
beg or plead with you."

"Sounds like a challenge," Konnie replied sharply. She lifted her cigarette
to her mouth and again filled her body.

"Please, I'm weak. I don't think I could stop myself, that is, if you wanted
it to happen also."

"I do want it, John. You're handsome, successful, charming, funny. But if you
insist... I'll do my best to keep you honest tonight. Ultimately, the choice
is yours. Perhaps you should have a beer, a cigarette, and a long shower."

"Perhaps I will."

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