Rob’s delivery route with United Express began on the west outskirts of Dickinson, and extended to Buffalo Gap and Medora to the west, as far north as the Missouri River, and as far south as Bowman. He would start out in the morning from Dickinson heading west, making his first deliveries on old Highway 10 through the South Heart area and continuing westward to Belfield. Once the Belfield deliveries were completed, he could head north toward Grassy Butte on Highway 85, or he could head south on Highway 85 toward Bowman. But today, he needed to get southwest of Belfield by 10:00 a.m.
Rob’s delivery van was equipped with a GPS tracking and sending unit, that constantly transmitted his van’s location back to United Express via cell phone towers. His location was always known, except for when there was no cell phone coverage, or when he wrapped the GPS tracking unit in aluminum foil.
On Rob’s second day working for United Express, he had witnessed a coworker get reprimanded for his delivery van being at a stand still for fifteen minutes at one particular address. The driver admitted and explained to his supervisor Gary, that the homeowner had a four wheeler for sale in his front yard, that he had asked about it, wanted to know if it ran, and had the owner start it up and show it to him. The supervisor Gary, angrily explained that under no circumstances can you stop making your deliveries for this amount of time.
Later that day when Rob stopped for lunch, he searched for and found the GPS tracking and sending unit underneath the dashboard of his delivery van, to the right of the steering column. When he got home, he did an internet search for how to block the signal, and how not to be tracked.
Rob quickly got through his deliveries on the west outskirts of Dickinson and through the South Heart area. He never had a reason to become delayed in this area, the houses were too close together, the neighbors saw and knew each other’s activities, and his big white delivery van was very noticeable. It was usually in the more remote areas that the women customers wanted him to come inside.
From a young age, Rob had the ability to sense when women were interested in him. He was not overly handsome, exceptionally cute, tall, charismatic, or charming. Yet there was something about him that women liked.
The circumstances of meeting women alone in remote areas, and his gift at detecting when women had an interest in him, made him a very prolific lover. He did not put a lot of thought into women or care about them. He had very little to say to them, nothing that he wanted to discuss, and he did not have an interest in listening to them or asking anything about them. This worked out fine. In the moment, the women did not want to know if he was married, if he had kids, what his future plans were, and they sure as hell didn’t want to answer too many questions about themselves, they just wanted to have sex.
Though Rob never thought too deeply about why so many married women customers wanted to have sex with him, their “reasons” varied. Mostly, these married women had been wondering and thinking about being unfaithful for some time, but they just did not have the opportunity. Their only time in town was spent grocery shopping and doing errands. Everyone knew everyone. There was no chance to meet anyone, to talk to anyone, without being overheard and being noticed, no place to get away with someone. This young and willing delivery driver showing up when their kids were at school and their husband was at work was like an answer to their prayers.
(The characters in this novel are fictional, and are not based on real or actual persons. The events in this novel are fictional. Any resemblance to real or actual persons, or actual events, is entirely coincidental.)
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