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Book
II
Things
That Go Bump in the Night
Chapter
1 – Deputy Mayfield
She hated
the nights he was on duty. Most of the
Sheriff’s the came into the Stop and Gas were sweet and Kind. Others like that Detective Ransom were dark
and mysterious. Not to mention kind of
hot for an older man. His Aunt Lana had
said he was quite handsome even back before he started to grey early around the
edges.
Deputy Kyle
Mayfield fit into neither the sweet and kind nor the hot for an older dude
category. In her mind there wasn’t only
one class for men like Deputy Mayfield, or as he always reminded her Deputy
Mayfield and that was “Ew. Creepy!” His uniform was never pressed and had grease
spots, especially under the arm pits.
His hair was never combed. Worst of all if he wasn’t leering at rack of
porno mags that sold well to the lonely truckers that wandered down the endless
Highway 63, he was leering at her.
Lana Coli
at 19 years old was used to men noticing her.
She was drop dead gorgeous and she knew that people’s heads turned when
she walked into a room. She was modest
or at least she thought she was for a hot chick. Most of the boys in her graduating class
would have agreed. They would say it was just as good to hang and chug beer as
it would be to date her. They would be
lying out there young adult asses, because they all wanted to bang her.
His leering was part of it. His weak attempts to flirt with her were part
of it. He would often tell her was her
to protect so if she ever needed him just to call him. She could never really put a finger on what
exactly it was about Deputy Mayfield.
Than it was just, well “Ew.
Creepy!”
Tonight was one of the nights he
was more interested in the porno rack than hers and she was glad. She hoped he would take one, and that is just
what he did, was take them. He never
paid for them. She wished he would take
one and just go, do whatever it was he did with them. The new month’s subscription had just been
stocked so he had his pick of the litter.
Although she knew which one he would take, the same one he always took, the
Penthouse Letters, and although he kept looking away from it, his eyes always
danced their way back to it. He would
all of the sudden stop his looking. Walk
back to the coffee section which the owner gave free to all the Sheriffs, he
would make a mess with the creams and sugars, that she would have to clean up,
then walk up and do his weak attempt at flirting, and turn to walk out, he
would hesitate, grab the Penthouse Letters if it was new and he would go. She would just stand there and think
“Ew. Creepy!”
Soon as she had thought it Mayfield
was walking back to the coffee. He
wouldn’t spend nearly as much time looking at the coffee selection as he did
the porno section. However, it was
pretty close. She looked down at the
register, and hopped beyond hope he would be gone before he shift ended.
“Find everything you need Deputy
Mayfield?” Lana asked as he approached the register. He had spilt some coffee on his shirt
already. She could also see trickles of
coffee running down from under the lid.
This guy was, well he was just “Ew.
Creepy!”
He just looked at her for a long
second after she spoke. Then she added
“Oh, I am sorry Deputy Kyle. Did you
find everything you needed?”
“Yes little lady I sure did.” He took
a long slurp off the coffee. “You’ve
been behaving yourself right?”
This was one of his lines to trying
to get him to engage in some conversation.
“Yes, Deputy Kyle, all I do is work here, watch my aunt’s kids, and go
to school. There really is no time to
get in trouble.” She wasn’t sure if she
sounded warm, she was trying.
“Oh, come on now, I am sure you
have some FUN, now don’t you.” She
didn’t like the way he emphasized fun but responded anyway.
“Sure, every now and then I catch
up with the girls, but school is first.”
“See there you go.” He said more to
her breasts than to her. His tongue shot
out of his mouth and licked his upper lip.
“Is there anything else Deputy
Mayfield?”
He straightened and looked at
her. She let out a half giggle, it
sounded so fake to her own ears “I am sorry Deputy Kyle.”
“I think that is gonna be it
tonight little lady. Have to go out
there and protect and serve, you know.”
He said nodding into the night.
“Oh, yes, we all feel, um so much
saver knowing you are out there.” NOW
GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE, she screamed in her head.
“Well someone has to do it.” He turned and started to walk away, but
stopped and looked back at her breast. “Well if you ever need any help you know
who to call, you have my card right. I mean there are a lot of weirdos out on
63.”
“Sure do. Right under the register next to the phone,
like I told you.”
“Good, good.” He turned and started to walk away. She stood there watching him. Waiting for him. Halfway between him and the door was the porn
and she stood there and watched him. He
was striding to the door and then a slight tilt of the head to the left and he
found the Penthouse Letters and he reached out and grabbed it, rolled it up and
walked out the door into the Wander night.
She just stood there thinking to herself “Ew. Creepy!”
Continued from:
The Guardian at the Gate
Book I
Wander IN
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