Hiring a private investigator after witnessing Max's Dr. Jekyll to explore the bars Max frequented to find witnesses to his transformation; I also dec...ded to ask around at alcohol treatment centers for expert psychologists aware of the transformative powers of alcohol--especially addicts becoming Mr. Hydes.Dr. Bachman couldn't have been more perfect--a recovering alcoholic who traumatized his ex-wife during his life of benders and--though never attaining the violence and humiliation Max had. "But our maid is terrified, poor woman. You saw what happened to her." She had disappeared into the carriage and was watching from the window, a kerchief at her mouth, eyes very large."Who else is in there?" I asked the girl, who seemed to be quickly regaining her composure, her chest heaving slower."The baroness, and I'll bet you she is furious, and her sister." She nearly smiled, and then let go of my arm to straighten the front of her dress and tuck her bulging boobies out of sight. For a. He just ran away. Now I'm all alone. What am I gonna do, Ed. I'm scared to death of bein' alone. What am I gonna do?" That was easy. I hadn't known her very long, but the short time the two of us had been together were some of the most enjoyable I have ever lived. I just took her in my arms, pulled her in as tight as I could and she snuggled her head on my chest and I said, "No, no. You're not alone. You have me. Would you be so kind as to marry me if I ask you real nice? If you say. What started out to be a normal bachelor party couldn't have turned out to be any less normal than the one I attended last year. I was a friend of a friend so I can't say that I knew the groom or all of the guys there, but I'm an easy going guy and as the beer started to flow of course we all became fast friends. The word at the party was that there were some strippers coming over later and we were all waiting very impatiently while we consumed mass quantities of alcohol. As the night wore on.