After her songs, she went into the back room. When she returned, she had a one-piece bodysuit cut high on her hips which only accentuated those gorgeo...s long legs. I think that’s when I fell completely in lust. We continued our conversation, over Fireball shots, and learned she was living with a guy who didn’t mind her dancing. That worried me, and my lust, ah, wilted a bit, but she said they were more friends than lovers. Hmm, interesting.It was her turn to dance again, and she asked what. The reason I titled this story the “good girl,” is because she came from a very strict, religious family. Hair was worn long, make-up forbidden and no revealing clothes. She was pretty enough that her beauty shone through anyway. We did the usual for that time, movies, cruising the strip etc. I found her to be very intelligent, funny and a real sweet heart. I took things slowly with her. She was the type of girl a guy should marry if she’ll have him. That said, there also comes a time. ”“Oh boy. That will lead to some raised eyebrows.”“Did he tell you about the incidents with the police?”“Police?”“I’ll take that as a no!” I smiled at her concerned look.“This is sounding like it could blow up into a problem.”“I don’t think so. It is a cool story and when Mick and Kendi tell it at the reception, I think it will be awesome, and everyone will love her.” Stan had walked up behind us.“I’ll trust your judgment and see you at the pool tomorrow in case there are fires that need to be. ..”“Yes, but I did not take Becca to The Styx. I arranged for her to be spirited secretly away from Napoli, and delivered an already demented female in her place. The woman had fair hair and pale eyes, probably a Greek, but enough to satisfy Cleopatra when she asked Charon if a blue eyed, yellow haired, woman had arrived.”“Where is my si – my friend’s sister now?”“I do not know. All I know she is safe from Cleopatra. My poor Becca. I know what horrors she endured at the Palace. The girl I knew.