Tom was disappointed. It was cheap looking - onlybrass with a crude looking angel or something on it. God damn it!He cleaned it off and slipped it on....It might fetch a shilling. Sighinghe picked up the corset and when he touched it he felt a strange tingle.He ignored it until he saw his fingers start changing - they became slimand elegant - a woman's - no a LADY'S hands. He wasn't as tall. He ranto the mirror. His unshaven face was changing - no whiskers and the facewere changing still more -. There were a lot of women dancing with each other in addition to couples on the floor. Then I learned it was ladies night and drinks were half price for them. That explained all the chicks in the place. Of course the guys gravitated toward ladies night too and the air was filled with sexual tension. ‘Oh my God they will let anyone in here now,’ a woman’s voice yelled behind me. I turned around and it was Nicky and it was obvious that she had had plenty to drink. She stumbled over to me and. According to Wayne if I kick out I might get ‘there’ before it’s too late.OK where is there? There is a Motel Six just off Interstate Route 81 in Pennsylvania ... and who might be at the Motel Six, why my ever loving, piss me off, wife Helen with her ‘alleged’ lover Jim ‘the mother fucker’ Carpenter. I have to get there. I have to stop her before she does something we’ll both regret.Wayne’s had my good truck today so he could keep tabs on Helen while I drove to Martinsburg to settle accounts. "Go out the front."I continued out the back. I circled around to the front. I saw a man holding a rifle in the woods outside the roadhouse. I circled the stable. In the stable a man got on my horse.I moved quickly and garroted the bushwhacker. I took a short pistol from his pocket and the Springfield. The man went out the back of the stable with my horse. When the young fellow came out of the stable, I called to him from the woods. I had the Springfield pointed at him.He walked to me. I asked.