The Stranger I met On The Way To Jail

I was on my way to London to visit a man Whom I was writing to, who was in jail. I didn't know this man, but he was in there with my cousin and he had know one to write him. He was alone and pitiful just like me. So I felt sorry for him. Now I must tell you that at this time in my life I had just gotten over a nervous break down, and I was very lonely and in desperate need of some love and companion ship, and conversation with someone whom I felt wouldn't judge me. Anyway, He sent me a picture and there it started. Of Course later on I found out that he was suspected of cutting the heads off of at least 2 women here where I lived. His first name was Rick. I want say no more,  for that's another story. This is the story of how I met the devil and fell in love immediately.

Anyway, getting back to the story , I was on my way  to the London Jail to visit a man when I realized I needed to stop off for gas now I hadn't been driving very long, (I hadn't gotten my drivers licence until much later in life) so I didn't really know how to put gas in the car since I had always had someone to do it for me. I stopped off at the Marathon gas station in Manchester to get gas and I nervously pulled up to the gas station and began to try to fill up. I had no idea what I was doing and needed help, I looked around for someone to help me and I didn't see anyone. I then thought about going in there to ask the attendant how in the heck do I turn this thing on? Then I thought there is know way I am going in there and tell them There is someone in the world who doesn't know how to work a stupid gas pump ! No I would sneak and ask someone near. Surely someone will come along. That's when I saw him standing there all by himself looking aloof. So I called to him and motioned for him to come over to where I was standing. When he came over I tried to laugh off my embarassment as I explained to him that I had no idea what I was doing and to please help me and so he did. Then he asked me to give him a ride. All of a sudden I remembered all of the hitchiker horror stories I had herd and watched on TV, and had been warned about, but I felt obligated. After all he did help me with my gas tank, and I knew I would feel very guilty if I didn't say yes, so I did. Well I explained to him That I could only take him so far because I was going to see a friend in the London jail. He said that's fine. Long story short I didn't make it to the London jail cause I ended up taking this person every where in the world imaginable !!!!!

I had never in my life been on such a roller coaster ride of going from one place to the next. I had just about had it !!!!! I was mad and P  "Oed".  Well, he saw fast that I was getting agrivated and by now it was getting late so he began to change his way. He became nice, sweet , very charming, and soon I had forgotten all about  the driving I had done earlier on . Well long story short he asked me out and I should have said no but I didn't.  I will continue the rest of the story later. It doesn't end like you think it's going to.