The Guardian

the lines and raised the support wheels. He climbed back into the cab of his truck. He checked his log and his maps. He made sure that everything was in order before heading out. Checking his maps, he figured he’d take 95 south to Bullhead City then pick up 40 east all the way to Clarksville. He’d never been to Clarksville but figured it wasn’t any different than any other place. There were some nice rest areas on the way. He knew there were at least two of them on 40 inside Oklahoma that were good spots for picking up some action.
    Settling in he hit the throttle a couple of times and headed out. This would be a nice long trip, very nice indeed.
    Martin had made a trip like this trip many times. He was due to go out this way again in about a week. The roads were flat. There were no serious obstructions and the traffic was never very heavy.
    He would go through many small towns that weren’t heavily populated. More often than not, he was able to attract the attention of some young boy. They were always interested in the big trucks. That big truck was becoming his candy offering.
    His truck was one of the nicer ones. It had a large cab of 86”. It had seven feet of head room, stereo with CD and TV with DVD player. It had all the comforts of home. The windows were tinted so no one could see in.
    It was their new model, the T660. It had a 15 liter, 600 hp engine with an AG380 air suspension support system. The dash of the cab had wood grain and a wide array of gauges that left nothing to his imagination. The seats were all done in rich leather.
    This was a very impressive truck indeed. Most times he would find some young boy hanging out and would catch him eyeing his truck. Of course, the conversation would start innocently enough. Then it would lead to offering him a tour of the cab. From there it would go to “hey, wanna watch a movie?” Martin would put on some gay porno that he would just happen to have.
    From there it was all down hill for the young boy. Being that the cab was a small confined area, he had nowhere to go. He was at the mercy of Martin Dorsey. Before the kid got his wits about him, his head was so mottled by what had just happened Dorsey was long gone. That’s exactly what Martin banked on.
    Dorsey also knew that the kid would usually not think to try to remember any license numbers. The kid would be so humiliated and embarrassed about what he had done, he’d never say a word. Martin would be nowhere around. The kid wouldn’t get any plate numbers. Even if he did there was more than one because of the interstate traveling that he did. He couldn’t describe the truck. There were so many trucks on the road that looked similar to his he’d be pointing out trucks for days. It was almost like a perfect set up for him.
    On a couple of occasions, Martin had actually managed to meet a young boy that would go with him. He’d have fun with the boy for a few days and get tired of him. He’d just send him on his way. Martin Dorsey thought that he had about the best life a man could have.
    He just couldn’t figure out what all the fuss was about. He wasn’t afraid to admit he fantasized about young boys. Hell, just about all the guys he drove with knew and they never had much to say about it. Most of the kids he would interject with were missing something or another in their lives. He was just simply filling a void. What was so wrong with that? It didn't matter that he got aroused and things would happen. It was obviously a natural thing or it wouldn’t be happening.
    However, many people did think it was a big deal, so, he would continue to try to keep everything a secret. At least until they came to their senses and realized that he was only trying to show them the affection that they obviously missed and needed.
    That was another benefit of being on the road. He could travel and no one could really keep up with him. They’d never know what he was doing. This was definitely a sweet deal alright.
    Chapter 101
    Halloway and Griffin had ended up back at John’s place. They barely touched their take out dinners, ending up together for the second time. With Laura staying two nights in a row, John thought it could become a habit. He definitely liked that and of course, Laura felt the same way. However, they both had a job to do. The forced themselves to get up early and headed for the office.
    “Do you ever wish it were like the movies or TV?” John asked as they sat doing the previous days