See previous post for the first of this story…..
I looked around. The road runs beside the ocean. It is an island, a small island. Everything is buy the ocean. I could hear the sound of the waves crashing against the shore. The hypnotic sound of the ocean. It felt like my heart was going to beat so hard, the noise so loud. I tried to sound calm. “Let’s just get back in the car and go back to the hotel.” He was driving a Volkswagon Bug car. He was no Sylvester Stalone guy. He was tall and had a pot belly and was bald. He was not handsome. I didn’t feel threatened earlier. He seemed like a respectable guy. We just talked and were in a group of people from the ship. Heck he never made a pass at me all night. Now he was acting like I was just what he wanted. Standing by the car, with him on the other side, I was getting nervous. I was trying to reason with him. It was like a cat and mouse situation, he was the cat and I was the mouse and I didn’t want to get caught by the cat. I was a little tispy from all those drinks I had. I was single, alone, drunk in a car with a guy I didn’t really know. I tried to reason with him. “I like you but I don’t feel that good. I think tomorrow would be perfect to meet up. We would have more time together. I had to really get back.” He would think about it and finally said we would go out tomorrow. “Yes, that would be perfect”, I agreed. We got back in the car and he drove me to the hotel. When he pulled into the parking lot of my hotel I got out of the car. I was so glad that he did drive me back. I started walking to my room, it was farther in the back, it was a long way. I looked back and he was following me to my room. I gasped, I started running and lost him. I ran into my room. I waited by the door, listening for him, but he didn’t come pounding on my door. There were lots of buildings and rooms and sidewalks, so I must have got to my room in time. I was so lucky that nothing happened. I didn’t go back downtown the next day. I never saw him again. I was single and just trusted people to be nice. I didn’t think of him as a danger when I got in his car. He could have been a killer for all I know, I am just glad he changed his mind about whatever he had planned.