It was remarkable, getting to travel to each of the communities, where we were welcomed like returning family members: Toledo, Ohio; South Bend, India...a; The Chicago Philharmonic, where we performed at Pick-Staiger Hall, on the Northwestern University Campus, in Evanston, Illinois, about fourteen miles north of downtown Chicago.While we were there, Claire and I danced to ‘Let’s Stay Together,’ ‘Marry You,’ ‘The Circle of Life,’ ‘The Cinderella Waltz (So, This is Love),’ ‘Sunrise Sunset,’. My mind didn't have to wonder for long. I heard the truck roar to life and knew hubby was about to take us on a road trip. As the truck started moving I realized I was riding backwards. I was facing the rear of the trailer. Judging from the amount of wind across my naked sweat covered body I knew he had left all the windows open and the top half of the rear open (you have to close the bottom portion to secure the trailer for travel). I reasoned that the rear door would conceal the lower portion. "Evil, Sergeant Major ... just plain evil."Smythe laughed ... not British Warrant Officer laughter ... sort of a golf clap but with your tongue. No. He laughed like a paid up British lower ranks sailor in the best whorehouse in Bangkok. Bastard!Gieves & Hawkes, 1 Savile Row.Remember; We did look like a bank robbery about to happen, but mom went in with her Preferred Depositor Barclays Bank book open and her finger on the bottom line."My son needs an outfit." Madam!" It's Mrs. Madams run houses. Mr. Billings was about forty-five years old, handsome, and in very good shape, and that was probably the start of my having sexual desires for older men. It just seemed like an older man would have the experience to really satisfy a woman.The sad thing was that Mom couldn't moderate her new-found freedom and frequent sex. She had become such a slut that it took very little effort to convince the divorce court that Dan wouldn’t have to pay her alimony. I was eighteen years old, legally on my.