"I can't risk going back to jail", he said. I told him that while some of what I wanted to do was i*****l there wasn't much chance of him getting into...trouble. After I described the plan he agreed and said he would be ready that night. That night, as I watched from my rental car, the plan unfolded perfectly. Bates picked up Sally at 8:00 and drove to the Hilton. I had called at 7:00 to tell her I loved her and essentially give her one more chance to be honest, but she acted as if nothing was. This?!?I got to the porn theater before she did and hung out in the larger main room - her eventual destination - and waited. There were the usual mix of characters milling about, some making sure to keep their hands in their pockets and their heads down...the others, looking to make knowing eye contact, hoping for some kind of action... If you've never been to a porn theater, this is pretty much what you can expect. The one thing that you would not expect to see...a woman.You could hear the. As I stood, he pulled the chair back out of my way. He took my hand and led me to the dance floor. I was holding hands with a man and was disgusted with where this little escapade was leading me. Michael turned and raised his left hand waiting for me to put my right hand in it. For about the third time that evening, I sucked up my courage and placed my hand in his while laying my other hand on his shoulder, my fingernails glistening against the dark material of his jacket.He put his right. " You think..." I don't think, I know! After I found out about the catering, I did some snooping of my own. Tremper's secretary has been contacting call girls all over town to be there tonight." Sounds like a little more than a seminar!" To say the least! I asked Mike about it. He said he tried to beg off, but Tremper insisted he be there. I tried to get him to talk about it, but he just clammed up. What about Ron?" He hasn't mentioned it. I guess he wasn't invited. Boy, talk about a time when.