Hi, I'm Snazzy and I'm Trucker

Let's see, Big Duker and Rikdev50's are concerned about Hot Legs and Ol' Blue, while Knife Edge is craving cookies. What a deal, as Life Goes On.

Ring, ring, " Where have you been ? I've been trying to reach you all day ! "

I guessed, " Ed ? I was at my daughter's wedding ! What's wrong ? "

Ed, was Ed, " Your driver Hot Legs pulled a fast one. Her load is suppose to be here, first thing in the morning. She's abandoned your truck and not answering the Quail Com. "

I defended her, " She called me earlier and everything was fine ! Well she was upset, about the truck breaking down. Did you reset it and ..."

Ed was honest, " I never did have too ! Your truck really did break down and that's why she was running late. She got loaded alright and made it, as far as West Memphis. Let me check the GPS screen. Yeah, she had your truck serviced and was suppose to be headed in. I had the truck-stop manager check and it's parked there alright ! She left it idling and the doors unlocked. There's over a hundred thousands worth of .... "

I cut him short, " Hot Legs wouldn't do that ! She knows better and like I said, she called me, just a few hours ago. Just have the manager shut her off and lock the doors. He can page her and give her back the keys. I'm sure, she's probably got a good reason and .."

Ed blew up, " She better have ! If that load is late getting here. Well, you'll be charged for it ! "

So, I hung the phone up and tried to reason things out. You know, my mind voices began mulling things over. Let's see, maybe Hot Legs figured out that she wasn't welcome at the wedding and this was her way of getting back at me. Or maybe, she was doing tricks and time got away from her. Or maybe, she just forgot to lock Old Blue up and was sleeping in the driver's lounge. You know, there has to be a logical explanation. Yep I bet, that everything is just fine. Hey,wait a minute ! I have her cell phone number and I can try it !

Dee de dee do do dee de did he, " Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, I'm sorry the number you dialed isn't answering. Press one, to leave a voice mail. Press two, to enter your call back number. Press three, to ... "

I pressed one, " Wait until the beep and leave your message. Beep ! Hey, it's me ! Where are you at ? Ed just called and he said, that your running behind. He's worried, about you leaving the truck running and unlocked. Give me a call, as soon as you can ! I'm at home and you need to call me. Yep, I'll be here ! Hope you get this ! I love you ! Bye-bye ! Call me ! "

So, I crawled in bed, with the phone and tried to keep my mind voices quiet. You know, I had mixed feelings, about all of it. Yep, I was kind of mad, but also a little worried too. I mean, wouldn't you be ? Yep, it wasn't like Hot Legs to pull something like that. But, what did I really know, about her ? You know, not really that much. We'd only been together a short time and ... ZZZZZZZ ! ZZZZZZZZZ !

Yep, I finally fell asleep and was dead to the world. It had been a long day and I was tired to the bone. The sun was barely up, when the phone rang.

Ring, ring, ring, " Barney, it's Ed ! I didn't have a choice ! I had a team stop and drive your rig in ! They should be here, by this afternoon ! "

I sat up, " You never heard, from Hot Legs ? I tried to call her and left a voice mail ! Ed ! Something, must be wrong ! She wouldn't...."

Ed was, Ed, " She's your problem, I've got my own ! Now, here's what we'll do. My driver will make that delivery and you'll have to pay the lumper fees. I agreed to that, because the load is late. I'm going to deduct that from your settlement and.... "

I caught that, " Wait a minute ! I never agreed to that ! You should of cleared it with me first ! "

Ed growled, " Well, I could of just had them unhook your tractor and left it there ! I did you a favor ! You need to get over here, sometime later this afternoon. I'll find you a load going through West Memphis. That way you can find out, what happened to your driver. My guess is, she just up and quit on you ! Anyway, that's the best I can do ! See you later, bye ! "

So that, was that. Yep, I was a little put out with Ed. But hey ! He was just being Ed ! You know, trying to keep things rolling and screw the world, as long as the loads get delivered. Yep, he was probably right and what else could I do ? I mean, ... Well you know, what I mean, as Life Goes On.

Nightie night Snazzers, your Snazzy1.

 

uh hu.....ohhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ol'Blue sat there running and no one in sight???????????..... not good..... doors unlocked and no Hot Legs...... I smell a rat somewhere ....... Well if Memphis is good enough for Elvis..... its good enough for Hot Legs......but where is she ????????????????? the ol song goes ?I WAS WALKING IN MEMPHIS........ BUT WHERE IS SHE.......SEND A SEARCH PARTY!!!!! GET OUT THE DOGS!!!! I am sure no one told her about the wedding she wasnt going to go to!!!!!

 

Knife Edge smells that rat posted by Big Duker a few threads back. What a deal, as Life Goes On.

I pulled into the West Memphis truck-stop just as the sun sank. Ed had made good on getting me a load going through there. You know, so I could check on the whereabouts of Hot Legs. I parked facing the side of the full service garage and pulled the yellow knob. She farted a loud one and I drew in my comic book. The lot was filling up with big rigs, as hungry drivers entered the Greasy Spoon. My mind voices had already plotted out a plan, so all I had to do was go along with them. Let's see, climb down, lock the door, sashay over there, enter here, stop there and have a look see. Yep, the bays are full and that's a good looking rig, there's a T-2000, that's a Volvo and ...

The Grease Rag, " Can I help you ? "

I lit up, " Yeah, I'm Barney Goose and was wondering. Uh, I'm leased on with TLX and my driver stopped in here yesterday. She .... "

Grease Rag grinned, " Oh, Yeah ! I remember her ! The engine light came on and she had a full service done. Is there a problem ? "

I blew smoke, " Well, yeah there is ! She's disappeared and no one's heard from her ! What time was it, when she left and ... "

Grease Rag head nodded, " Let's go over there and I'll check my computer. Let me see, she arrived here, at 8 am yesterday, signed the work order, and had us page her. She authorized the repairs, at 9:28 am and we finished, at 11:47 am. She paid, by credit card and pulled out of here. Oh ! I remember she backed into a spot, over there, by the scales. Yep, she could sure drive and she seemed like a real nice gal. Is she your daughter ? "

I shook my head, " No, her name is Hot Legs and she just drives for me. Now, your saying, that she parked over there and.. "

Grease Rag thought back, " Yeah, she parked there and went into the restaurant. All the drivers in here watched her and she sure had a nice walk. Anyway, we were pretty busy and I didn't get out of here until after midnight. I noticed the rig was gone and I didn't come back, until 6 this morning. That's when them other drivers showed up. They were with TLX and were saying, they came to ... "

I agreed, " Yeah, they were sent by Ed and he had one of them drive my truck back to Dallas. Now, I'm a little confused ! You said, that she was gone at midnight, but if ...."

Grease Rag shrugged, " Well, I thought she'd left, but I guess, she must of moved your rig. It was parked on the rear row and David had the keys. He's the manager and ... "

I had to ask, " Is here now ? I need to ask him...."

Grease Rag pointed, " David should be here, just go through those doors there and check at the fuel desk. You don't think, that something bad might of happened ? Do you ? "

I flipped my butt, " I don't know, but something isn't right ! Thanks for your time and I'll be seeing you ! "

So, I sashayed through the doors, hung a right and stood in line. Yep, the place was crowded, with drivers . You know, paying for fuel and getting cash advances. My turn finally came and the young lady paged, you know who. He was dressed in a white shirt, had on dress slacks and was friendly enough. Yep, he remembered the whole deal. Ed had called him, so he went and checked. Yep, the rig was there, on the back row, left idling, with no one in sight. He took the keys, locked the doors and tried to page Hot Legs. No one answered, but them other drivers. You know, the TLX team showed up later. He had them sign for the keys and that's all he knew. Nope ! He didn't notice anything unusual and it happens all the time. You know, drivers quit and trucks get abandoned. So, I thanked David, for his time and help. Well, you know ! I was just being polite, because he did act concerned. Yep, him and Grease Rag, seemed nice enough. I sashayed back to Old Blue and searched for clues. You know, that's the one thing that bothered me the most. Hot Legs hadn't cleaned out her stuff. I mean, if she was abandoning ... Well you know, what I mean ! She wouldn't of left most her things behind. Yep, half of her clothes and most of her stuff was still back there. Anyway, it had gotten dark and I was seated behind the wheel. My mind voices kept thinking up different ideas. You know, how that is ! Do this, do that, call the cops, don't call the cops, keep trying her cell phone, leave more messages, quit crying, she's probably alright, we'll find her and Bang, Bang, Bang ! Yep, someone was at my door.

I rolled the glass down, " What's up ! "

The Lot Lizard, " Hey, Honey Child ! Where's Hot Legs at ? "

I pointed, " Come on around and I'll let you in ! "

So, she wiggled her goods and took a seat. We eyed each other over and waited for the other to speak .

I broke the silence, " How do you know Hot Legs and when did you last see her ? "

Lot Lizard flirted, " You must be Barney ! She said, your a hunk ! Is she in the sleeper ? Her and I, go way back ! "

I paused, " LOOK ! Hot Legs is missing ! If you know where she.... "

Lot Lizard froze, " She's missing ? She was just here last night ! I seen her over there, by the scales ! She parked us on the back row and helped me get some dates. She ain't missing ! "

I lit up, " Look, I know she was here yesterday morning and part of last night, but sometime, between .... I guess, ... Let me think ! It must of been around 9, or 10pm, last night, she disappeared ! My boss tried to Quail Comm. her, I left her a voice mail and ... "

Lot Lizard swore, " We's were parked right over yonder, on that back row and Hot Legs let me use this here C.B. She was upset, abouts missing out on someones wedding. I gots her to laughing and we had a good time. She got on that radio and had them drivers all laughing. "

I had to ask, " Was she .. I mean, did she pull any tricks ? Now be honest, with me and ... "

Lot Lizard raised her right hand, " She never left this truck ! I worked until, after 2 am and she was still parked there, when I left. I seen her truck over heres now and thoughts, that she was having more troubles. It broke downs on her and ... "

I blew smoke, " Yeah I know, all about that ! Now your saying, that she was parked over there, around 2 am this morning and that's the last time you saw her ! Right ? "

So that, was that ! Yep, Lot Lizard couldn't add anymore and seemed to be on the up and up. Now she did, come up with a good idea. Yep, I could park back over there. You know, on that back row and let her advertise over my C.B. You know, just like the night before. Maybe, someone might mention something, about Hot Legs, or ... Well you know, what I mean, as Life Goes On.

Nightie night Snazzers, your Snazzy1.

 

Should have grown a set and let her come to the wedding. Now all you have is SUPER MIND VOICES yacking at you. Hope she turns up safe. Of course a girl as tough as that may wind up holding someone hostage instead of being a hostage. Tell us more oh Great One.

 

Awww now here is TROUBLE, Come Snazzy save the day...YAAA..... wheres Our Hot Legs gone ?....Bet Barney feels like a real heel now ,,, she could of gone to the wedding and had fun.................. hummmm and the plot thickens...... and even more its Lumpy ...... I still smell a RAT......... or 3........... awwww You have the key turn the lock and let us all know.......

 

Some turn of events! Well let's see, Hot Legs last seen 2 am... lot lizzard seen her and used the radio for some tricks... Barney is feeling low.. Mind voices screaming, no sleep for the return of agent Goose, 'cuz he's going to need some big help! Skinheads out for revenge... So Great story sayer... Please tell us. I need another pot o mudd. Make mine black and strong.

 

Big Duker thinks that Barney needs to grow a set. Knife Edge needs a can of Glade's Mist to rid the stench of dead rats and Rikdev wants a fresh pot of mud. Snazzy points all around, as Life Goes On.

I sat behind the wheel, as Lot Lizard advertised her goods. Yep, she was still seated next to me and she sure knew how to jabber on that C.B. Oh course, I tried to act uninterested. You know, play it cool and pretend that I wasn't there. Well, you know. Now the truth is, that was easier said, than done. Yep, Ol' Carmel Candy. Well, that's the name she gave me and it did fit her. She was a light skinned, African Lot Lizard, I guess, in her early to mid 20's, stood 5'7, 5'8, thin, around 120 lbs, had dark nappy hair, with streaks of an orange tint dyed in and dressed the part. You know, she was wearing a low cut evening dress that was a size, or a couple of sizes too small. It's dark black color, helped to highlight her ample breast. Yep, they were begging to be set free, so they could satisfy a paying customer. Black knit stockings covered her shapely legs and those six inch heels made her butt stick out. The hardest part to ignore was her beaver. Yep, that dress was short and had a slit down the side. She wasn't wearing any panties and.... Well you know, what I mean.

She keyed up, " Breaker, breaker, anyone looking for some commercial company ? You got, Carmel Candy here ! "

The C.B, " What's the 20, on that commercial beaver ? You got the Bedroom Bandit here ! Come on back ! "

Candy brought it back, " I's here on the backs row ! What's your 20 ? "

So, Candy made her first date, as I sat in the dark and watched her hustle away. You know, I felt uneasy and a bit guilty. Let's see, I really shouldn't feel responsible. I mean, she'd be out there selling her butt anyway and so what, if she used my C.B. ! Hell, it's probably better, than having her banging on doors and walking the lot. Besides that, those divers are the ones to blame. If they didn't pay for it, she and the rest of em, wouldn't be out there ! Yeah, it's not my fault ! I didn't do anything wrong ! Yeah, you did too ! Promotion of prostitution, compounding a felony, conspiracy, white slavery ... Wait a minute ! She's not white ! Well, excuse me ! I can see it now ! No sir, Judge ! She isn't white, so all charges have to be dismissed and you'll have to set me free ! Sure, dream on you #### Idiot and ... Wait a minute ! Isn't that her ? Who ? Carmel Candy ! Where ? On the C.B. ! Listen ! Yeah, that's her and she must work fast. I guess, she's using that last John's C.B. to get a new customer. Gees, that didn't take long. I bet, she can do five tricks per hour and at $40 dollars a pop. That'd be, $ 200 per hour and say, she works four hours. Well, do the math ! That comes, to $ 800 dollars per night and say, she works five nights a week. Gees, that's $ 4,000 dollars and in a month's time, that's $16.000, per month and over. Wait a minute ! Ten times 16,000, that'd be 160,000, plus two times 16, equals 32,000. plus 160,000, comes to $ 192.000 dollars per year. Gees, that's almost two-hundred grand a year and it's tax free. Hot ####, let's slip on a nightie and go join her ! Man, that is good money, but there's noway that I could do that ! Yep, even if the Johns were Janes, I couldn't do that ! I bet, you could ! Hell, it can't be that hard. You just have sex, for money. Yeah, but women don't have to pay for sex. Well most of them don't and the ones that do... Shut up mind voices ! I'm trying to tell a story here ! We're sorry, go ahead !

It was almost 2 am, when Carmel Candy rejoined me. She plopped down in the copilot's seat and handed me a beer. Yep, it was ice cold and it sure hit the spot.

I had to ask, " Where did you get this ? "

Candy pointed, " One of the drivers had a case full. He gave me this six pack and this. Do you smoke ? "

I popped the top, " No and I hope, your not planning on smoking that here. That's a felony and you could get us busted ! "

Candy offered me a deal, " I can smoke this, back in your sleeper and keep the curtains shut. You's should try some of this ! "

I took a gulp, " No, and you shouldn't do that either ! Matter of fact, it might be better, if you took that somewhere else ! It's just too..."

Candy dropped her bomb, " Oh I guesses, you don't want to hears about Hot Legs ! "

I gave the LOOK, " If you know something, you better tell me ! "

So, the deal was struck. Yep, she'd spill her guts for the use of my sleeper. You know, turn Ol' Blue into a drug den and ignore my inner feelings. Yep, if it wasn't for having to know. Well you know, what I mean, as Life Goes On.

Nightie night Snazzers, your Snazzy1.

 

Well well what a turn up for the books...... Barny is going to......turn Ol Blue into a. drug den for the night ...And where is Our Hot Legs..... hummmmm you left us all hanging again Snazzy..... come on man spill the beans ... tell us .....what did you find out ........Till then I will make the coffee and bake the cookies............ Round 158 .. Light refreshment anyone?

 

I'm all caught up and waiting w/anticipation !!!!

 

Yeah i agrreeeee with you there Creekrd.......