Life as a drifter is simple yet hard. It’s simple because you don’t have to worry about bills, a house or a car. The hardest thing you would have to worry about is not getting arrested by the police because they think you’re a vagrant. All you own is what you wear and choose to carry around with you in you backpack. I’ve spent more than a few nights in a jail cell because of being a drifter and I have to admit the free food although bland is pretty good.
I’ve walked across the country several times and all this before my thirtieth birthday. Sure that’s not a small feat but consider that this has been done on foot and not much more than a couple of hundred dollars I was able to scrounge together from various jobs. Common sense plays a big part in being a drifter like going south during the winter so you won’t freeze to death in the snow.
I was out walking across the flat plains of Nebraska, a few years back, I was debating whether I wanted to go down and see the ocean in Florida or head up north to Maine and get some lobster. Did I mention that being as free as I am I can sample a lot of local delicacies? But at the moment I was savoring the sweet taste of a nectarine I purchased at a roadside stand a few miles down the road.
I walked through the day until the sun started to settle closer to the horizon. I felt like I could walk for a little while longer but something inside me wanted me to stop here for some strange reason that I couldn’t figure out. The area that I was standing in wasn’t too remarkable except for the unusual absence of road trash along the side of the road. I looked around to find a place where I could sleep for the night, turning to look up the road ahead of me I saw an unusual shimmering in the center of the road.
I don’t know why but some reason my feet decided on their own, to move in the direction of the shimmering. I didn’t object any considering I wanted to know what that shimmer happened to be. Moving slowly the shimmer seemed to get bigger as I drew closer to it. The hair on my body started to rise up like it does when there’s a severe lightning storm blowing in. As I got closer the shades of color seem to intensify and get more defined as if they were forming something solid.
To my astonishment a naked woman stepped out of the colors and turned towards me. I couldn’t believe what my eyes were telling me, come on how many women step out of a shimmering light stark naked? Her face had high cheek bones with a short little nose that had an upwards flare to it. Her long blonde hair fell to mid-shoulder and floated in the breeze without the aid of the wind. Her skin was creamy white and from what I could see was unblemished. Her small breasts were topped with little pale nipples that stood erect, whether from the cold or excitement I couldn’t tell. Her legs were long and where they met was a small trimmed line of hair, just enough to be mysterious yet conceal nothing.
I was flabbergasted and couldn’t tell if I was actually seeing this awake or if I was dreaming this beautiful creature. I was about asked where she came from when her arm flew up and her finger landed across my open lips. I took the hint and closed my mouth and continued to stare at her with my wide eyes. I felt something in my head and couldn’t figure out what was happening. I was never really interested in science fiction but I did see some of the more popular movies that have had been based on aliens with mind control abilities. I knew she was reading my mind, but I didn’t know why she was but it became clear when she spoke to me.
“Do not be afraid, I will not hurt.” She said in a singsong voice.
My thoughts raced through my head. Don’t all the aliens in those movies say they won’t hurt use but in the end they do? I wanted to run away but for some strange reason I wanted to stay here and see what would happen next.
What do you want with me? I was able to get out after getting some saliva back into my mouth.
“I want to have sex with you. I want to experience this and gain new insight to your species.”
I thought I heard her wrong, so I asked her if she wanted to have sex with me. I know I should have been wary but I wasn’t.
She said that was what she wanted. Grabbing my arm before I could run away screaming she grabbed my arm and led me away to the open field that ran along the side of the road.
I protested saying that I couldn’t have sex with someone I didn’t know. A part of me also wanted to go through with this so I succumbed and let her lead me to the field.
I took off my pack and set it to the side so it wouldn’t be in the way. I slipped off my shoes and began to strip off my clothes till I stood there naked as the woman in front of me. The whole time I undressed she watched me as a scientist would watch a specimen in a jar.
I reached out slowly and cupped both of her breasts with my hands. I trapped the nipples between my fingers as I caressed her breasts. I removed my right hand from her and lowered my head to her breast and stuck my tongue out to taste the tiny nipple. To my surprise the nipple tasted like cinnamon. I opened my mouth and started to suck in her breast while my tongue continued to flick across the nipple. I released the nipple and moved to the left and repeated the process as I had on the right.
