May 30 Amarillo TX

May 30 Amarillo TX The truck driver Kiki is Latino, i don't remember what country he is from. his looking is tough for eyes,voice difficult for ears. That's doesn't matter. i am not the judge of beauty contest. What I need is a safe ride. I was excited to get ride by big truck. Kiki is pretty friendly, he told me i can put my feet on the front window, i can sleep on bed. After he came back from shower, he put dinner in the front of me ,a board on my tap functioned as a little table in airplane. I enjoyed the fried chicken and potato. Kiki was going to Amarillo TX. There was 45,000lb copper in the truck. he will download the trailer there, and then go to Houston TX. So I thought I could get one ride to Houston. That will be very cool. I was so happy to sit in big truck. I thought of Christopher. At that time I felt I had only one thought, it was Christopher, what I saw in my eyes all are Christopher. I started to tear ... I almost couldn't control my face. It was long time I hadn't missed him so much. I thought he was going to retire from my mind, because sometimes i thought of Jeff, sometimes i thought of Sam, they all left beautiful memory in me. From time to time, Jeff emails me to ask where are you Spring? he likes to read my writing. So from time to time, I think of Jeff more and more. But Christopher is still there, in my mind, in my heart. At that time he was in my eyes, I saw him clearly. same as that day, he sat before me cross the table, when I was on lunch time in Safeway,I was amazed how beautiful he is. He sat there only couple minutes, he left everlasting beauty in my eyes. While i was typing iPod in the darkness, I felt Kiki was doing something. My whole body immediately decreased 10F , my every hair stood up, i shouted "no,no , don't do that." i grabbed his arm, put his hand on the stir wheel. "safety is most important,we both are in car." I was told many times about this story, it finally happened now. This might be a typical hitchhiking story. Kiki has never tried to touch me, but he touched himself too much. He was playing his "toy." He said that ok. You see. You do for me . His meaning was that if I do for him, he will have two hands free, that would be safer to control the stir wheel. After a little while. He did again , I said no. After while he did again . I started to cry and beg him "don't do that . you scared me , I am too nervous. " I tried to encourage him to be better person , I pat his shoulder, said "thank you! " I found it was impossible to stop him . He offered $ 20 to hire me to play his toy. I answered "no" , told him I am married I am christian. I was thinking where I should get out of truck. I put on shoes and moved the bag pack to the front . Outside was dark . I was thinking to get out next down . But laziness kept me still with the person I absolutely don't like what he was doing. That is samilar marriage or job , You don't like , but you are afraid to get out , or too lazy to change. I couldn't do anything about that, so i sat there and looked outside, and kept praying. May God help him to correct his mind, control his behavior and protect me. That is similar that a person next you is playing his gun, he is ready to shoot. even you know he does not want to kill you , but you still feel scary. We stopped at a place for the night, just a break, Kiki slept 1.5 hours. Before and after his break, he played his toy from time to time. I looked outside, there were black mountains or wild land around us. I thought in my mind : you do what you like to do. I just don't get out. It was a new day. the sun was rising. Many years I haven't seen rising sun in morning. It was absolutely beautiful. If there was any good view outside, Kiki always pointed for me to look. As I said he is friendly, in fact, treated me pretty good. He has never put his hands on me. Instead, he wanted me to my hands on him. Now he offered me $30. look, the price was getting higher! When we got into Texas, Kiki turned into the wrong road. I felt I found that, but I was not totally sure and I did not want speak out. He drove until no way to go, then he started to correct it. Kiki has pretty hot temperament, the truck engine sang "hot" along the road, from time to time he had to stopped and put cold water on it. I prayed that may God let both truck and driver cool down. We were getting closer to Amarillo, Kiki one more time mentioned money, he wandered how I can make money on the road if i refuse to play my driver's toy. I said I played flute. I took my penny whistle out of bag to show him. Kiki gave me a big thumb. Thank you, Kiki for your respecting me. It was Amarillo. I knew certainly I should not continue with Kiki to Houston, even he had given me thumb,He may cannot control himself. So I shake hands with Kiki and said thanks to him. I got out of the truck. After I was done face work in McDonald, i was ready to walk or know how to get into the downtown.while I was wondering gas station, a man in car asked me" are you hitchhiking ?" someone was just so smart. His name is Charles, he drove me downtown to look for shelter. The first one was not right, and he could not find another one, so he simply drove me to one of his houses. Charles has 14 houses. This one is empty, pretty big, no furniture. But hot water and electricity all work well. he bought a hamburger for me and let me stay here for the night. I felt very good about this place. i took bath in round tub. I can lay down in any direction. Thank you, Charles, you are blessed to have your fortune, you are blessed to be willing to share your blessings with others. May God bless you more!