THE TRUCKER (CONT.)

As he sat there, he watched the morning come to life, first as a spreading of orange streaks across the sky, and, then as a fully lit day. He ordered steak and eggs, along with some other side dishes, as the food was so good here, and, he wanted to filled enough to be satisfied that he would not have to stop for some time. His name was Mike, and, his road name was Blue Marbles...

Mike was a very attractive man. He was tall and lean, and, while he was not young, he certainly wasn't beyond arousing attention from the ladies. He had sparkling blue eyes, and, perfectly beautiful salt and pepper hair, with a fine, though rugged looking face. Yes, he always got a bit of attention everywhere he went...

As he sat there welcoming the day, many had come and gone. It was as if he were stuck here, he just couldn't tear himself away from the comfort of the booth, though he knew that he should be heading to the shower and then back to the road...

One more bite, one more sip of coffee, it just felt too good to be here. He called over his waitress and asked that she have his thermos run through the dishwasher and then to refill it. She was a bubbly little thing, and, Mike was one of her favorites. She wished that she could get him to stay around for a long, long time. But, he treated all of the girls the same, and, never seemed more than mildly aroused by any of them. With a flirtatious grin and a sigh she said, "Sure Mike, whatever you want." He knew how she felt, he was not blind, he just wasn't the type to love 'em and leave 'em, though the temptation had presented itself all too often. Still, she was in his heart as she was a kind and good person, who always treated him like a King... Yep, he liked her alright, just not enough to make a move...

He told the waitress, whose name was Jill that he was heading to the shower house. She gave him that look like, "Need some help?" He just smiled and told her to hold his table until he got back. He headed to the shower house, but, first stopped by his truck to grab some toiletries and clean clothes.

In the shower house, the warmth of the steam make him feel tired. So, he took a long hot and then cold shower, shaved, brushed his teeth, got dressed and headed back to the restaurant, but, first he stopped by the laundry room and left some clothes with the attendant, who also had a crush on Mike...

He passed through here so often that these people had come to know much of him and his ways. He was reserved, but friendly, always kind and compassionate, and, had a great sense of humor. He flirted but not enough to sell himself. He was interesting and interested, and, he gave of himself quite often; there had been times when he would pay for someones meal when they did not have enough, there were times when he would give someone a ride if they were stranded. He was just a good kind of man...

He paid his tab, which included his food, showering, laundry, and, coffee. He always left a big tip, and, sometimes tipped the cooks too. He was a favorite to almost everyone. He doctored up his coffee with cream and sugar, said later to everyone and headed for his home on wheels. He was feeling a bit too tired, but, he had wasted too much time here already...

Putting his rig in gear, he slowly made his way out of the Truck paradise, easing into the busy traffic of the morning...

More to come...