They went to the next room where they could eat and drink and rest.And only a few men and young boys like me were left.I stood there in the corner of ...he big hall silently because I did not know anyone who would dance with me.Suddenly the moment of my life happened.There came a sexy lady.To the corner asking me to dance with her.I thought I was in a dream.Because there was no way that a lady like that would ask me to dance.But she was persistent.I went to dance with her.I introduced myself to. I had studied the mighty Mississippi in school, seen pictures showing this huge body of water, at some places close to a mile wide. I was so disappointed when we actually crossed over it. The river appeared to be about half a mile wide but in the middle of the city did not seem very impressive. What was more interesting was that we were just outside of Busch Stadium, the home of the Cardinals, and if we looked north we could see the Gateway Arch.When we got there and I told him this was it; he. She could put it on and get back in bed. Something, though, something she didn’t understand, made her want to leave it right where it was and go back to bed naked. Without thinking on it further, she got up and hurried back to bed. She felt a little stronger now, and slid under the covers, grateful to feel the residual warmth her body had left.Their bodies had left.She felt like she was in a dream. Or some new world she’d been transported to through some science fiction machine. She had no idea. "Like that ... Bitch ... Yes..."The bitch would be Dubert's companion from the evening previously, a long legged blonde who worked one of the local clubs. Wolfgang had spent a week watching, making his plans and waiting for the best opportunity. He had little doubt that Dubert was under surveillance by the German Bundespolizei and so the risks were not small. Killing the man would be the easy part, getting away with it would be more problematic. Until recently that might have made a difference,.