The blue moon made me pleasure – 2

“Be right back,” she said smiling and scooted off as I turned to look for the waitress who was still busy taking another couples order. Several minutes passed and I’d finally gotten the check, though I sat waiting anxiously for Brenda’s return. Moments later, now worried, I stood up and made my way over to the register in order to pay.

“Excuse me, miss?” I asked. “Did you happen by chance to see a young woman with light brown hair in a ponytail, dressed in cut-off jeans and a yellow print shirt come by here?”

“Matter of fact, I did…a few minutes ago,” she told me. “She told me to give you this,” the waitress said, handing me a slip of paper. I unfolded it and began reading as the waitress took my money for the bill.

“Dear Antony, please don’t hate me…but I ran into a guy I knew who said he was leaving for Glacier in a few moments, and told me if I wanted a ride, I needed to leave now. As much as I enjoyed being with you,

I knew if I came back to tell you this in person, I’d end up staying. And I know that what we shared and enjoyed was just one of those special moments and wouldn’t end up going anywhere anyway. So I’d much rather keep it like that, as a fond fun memory. Enjoy your cross-country trip, and again…thank you for everything.” Brenda.

I couldn’t believe my luck. Fucked twice by two very cute young women, and dumped twice too. With the situation now completely out of my hands, I soon after headed back to the campsite in order to get some sleep. Though I found myself lying there staring out into the night for a long time afterwards.

“No more hitch-hikers,” I told myself. Though it was still a long while before I finally did fall asleep.

**

I woke up, headed back to the same café that Brenda and I had eaten at for a light breakfast, and then headed out to take in a few of the more normal touristy sights. As I did that, I found myself thinking about her…and then about sony again. And suddenly I felt alone. The whole point of this trip was to get away, enjoy myself…being alone. And now, here I was feeling sad and miserable, and missing the company of a female companion.

“Shit!” I spat, scaring the older lady who’d been standing next to me as we stood there waiting for Old Faithful to erupt. “Sorry,” I said sheepishly, and then wandered away without waiting for this famous geyser to go off.

Not too surprisingly, I made my way back to “sony”, though even that reminded me of her immediately. I soon checked out of my camping spot, and was once again on the road long before noon. I had no compulsion in trying to “catch up”, or run into Brenda however. What was done was done. We had indeed shared something magnificent together, but so had I with sony too. And now both women were out of my life again.

And she was right anyway, there really wasn’t a future to be considered here either. At best, we’d have had perhaps another night together. Even then, I found myself missing them both as I slowly drove along headed towards Montana.

**Taking the back roads I had chosen, it was a long drive and I’d just barely reached the Wyoming – Montana border when the sun began to set. I still had a good day’s drive ahead of me before even reaching Glacier National Park. I was also out in the middle of nowhere, so this was one of those times when I knew I’d need to start looking for someplace to camp for the night.

I soon after spotted a place just off the side of the road beneath a group of trees and pulled in for the night. As I had plenty of bread and cold-cuts, I decided on a quick-easy dinner, only turning on my little stove in order to make coffee. I had just finished cleaning everything up and was on my second cup when I was suddenly startled out of my wits.

“Hello! Anyone home?” I heard a voice calling out just a short distance away.

I stepped out of the van. There was just enough light from the moon to be able to see by as a woman just then left the road walking towards where I was parked.

“Thank god!” she added as she neared where I was standing. “I broke down a few miles back,” she informed me. “Didn’t think I’d run into anyone out here, not this time of night anyway.”

“Are you injured?” I first asked as she stepped near enough into the light that I could get my first really good look at her. She appeared to be in her late thirties perhaps, a bit older than I was myself, though not by much. And in damn fine looking shape by the looks of it too.