The Doomsday Conspiracy   ::   Sheldon Sidney

He was driving past Turler Lake, when ahead of him, at theside of the highway, he saw a woman waving, trying to get a lift. Beckerman slowed down to get a better look at her. She was young and attractive. Hans pulled over to the side of the road. The woman approached the car.

“Guten Tag,” Beckerman said. “Can I help you?” She was even prettier close up.

“Danke.” She had a Swiss accent. “I had a fight with my boyfriend and he dropped me here in the middle of nowhere.”

“Tsk, tsk. That’s terrible.”

“Would you mind giving me a lift into Zurich?”

“Not at all. Get in, get in.”

The hitchhiker opened the door and climbed in beside him. “This is very kind of you,” she said. “My name is Karen.”

“Hans.” He started driving.

“I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t come along, Hans.”

“Oh, I’m sure someone else would have picked up a pretty woman like you.”

She moved closer to him. “But I’ll bet he wouldn’t have been as good-looking as you.”

He glanced over at her. “Ja?”

“I think you are very handsome.”

He smiled. “You should tell that to my wife.”

“Oh, you’re married.” She sounded disappointed. “Why is it all the wonderful men are married? You look very intelligent, too.”

He sat up straighter.

“To tell you the truth, I’m sorry I ever got involved with my boyfriend.” She shifted around in her seat and her skirt climbed up her thigh. He tried not to look. “I like older, mature men, Hans. I think they’re much more sexy than young men.” She snuggled up against him. “Do you like sex, Hans?”

He cleared his throat. “Do I …? Well, you know … I’m a man …”

“I can see that,” she said. She stroked his thigh. “Can I tell you something? That fight with my boyfriend made me very horny. Would you like me to make love to you?”

He could not believe his luck. She was a beauty and from what he could see, she had a great body. He swallowed. “I would, but I’m on my way to work and …”

“It will only take a few minutes,” she smiled. “There is a side road up ahead that leads into the woods. Why don’t we stop there?”

He could feel himself getting excited. Sicher. Wait until I tell the boys at the office about this! They’ll never believe it.

“Sure. Why not?” Hans turned the car off the highway and took the little dirt road that led into a grove where they could not be seen by passing motorists.

She slowly ran her hand up his thigh.