The two of them headed to the elevator in silence, and rode it up without exchanging so much as a glance. Elsie felt as though she was about to be sic.... The elevator opened into a short hallway that led into an enormous bedroom. Ms. Graves led her to the bed (which was, itself, large enough to sleep five or six comfortably) and wordlessly gestured to it. Elsie nodded hesitantly and began to slip her dress off. ‘Oh, no, my dear!’ Ms. Graves’ voice was warm, pleasant, a stark contrast to her. ”Curtis didn’t answer. Another half hour of silence passed.“I gotta stop in El Paso. From there I head up toward Tucson. You can get out in El Paso and hitch a ride on to San Diego.”“I don’t have to go to San Diego.”“I thought you said that’s where you were heading.”“I don’t know nobody there.”“So, do you want to go to Tucson?”Curtis shrugged.Titus hit the steering wheel with his fist. “Shit!”Curtis flinched and looked at him.Titus glared at him briefly. “Can’t you talk normally? Spit it out.. I hated being alone. It always feltso... wrong.I sat down. My head was spinning. I hated this feeling. Why had I done thatjust now? That wasn't like me, was it? I shook my head.But... no... that was exactly like me, wasn't it? I did this sort of thingall the time, didn't I? Nothing wrong with that. What a weird thought. Ijust had a bit of a hyperactive libido was all. And a, uh, diverse range offetishes. It was all perfectly normal.I glanced over at the clock. Shit, I was going to be late. I. Then, still in the throes of hysteria, Mark began to hyperventilate, the world turned black as he passed out. Thankful for the silence, Randolph drove to the city jail and booked his prisoner in. Mark was charged with prostitution and dumped in the drunk tank. There his forehead and cheek struck the wooden bench running the length of the drunk tank with a dull, sodden "Thonk."Happy with another righteous bust, the cop returned to his cruiser and drove slowly away, glad to protect the city from.