“Let’s have a glass of wine” said Steve opening the fridge, he got a bottle of white wine out, and poured them both a glass. He handed a glass t... Keith, then raised his “To us and some more fun” he said smiling. “Sit down and I’ll fix us some food, is salad OK with you Keith?”, “That’s fine with me Steve”. Keith watched as Steve moved around the kitchen fixing the salad.Steve looked good to Keith, handsome with short hair going grey at the sides, a good body with a chest covered in greying. Jacqueline Saunders-Smythe as judge. I could tell Terry wasn't pleased with the information but he didn't say anything to me. Once more the prospect of imprisonment faced me and there seemed no way out of it. I'd been advised to plead guilty and show remorse and plead for a non-custodial sentence. Eric and even Ernie were going to speak on my behalf and Heather Roberts sent a good report on my work at The Grange but I doubted if that would be enough. I'm just beginning to get my life together. M., we left for Indianapolis. I had indicated, on the previous evening's radio broadcast, that we expected to be in that city by 3 p.m. and would stay there overnight. Not knowing the city, I just identified "city hall" as our rendezvous point.Nobody showed up to meet us in Indianapolis, and we went on to Louisville (where we waited, as announced via radio) for a three-hour period for people to join us). We got to Nashville by nightfall, and (again, as we had announced to our hoped-for radio. A few times she'd met someone willing to let us spend a few days at their home in exchange for free sex with me. This always ended when the guys found out she was bringing other men over in their absence to have sex with me as well. We stayed in various motels and hotels mostly along I-95, highway 1 or a few further inland.She had a knack for finding the trashiest neighborhoods with the scuzziest men who had no problem with having sex with me. Mostly it was one-on-one but a lot of times it was.