.. or was it a chop to the neck.. or a headlock..."Which feels better to you?" he was suddenly facing me again, obviously heroics are split-second thi...gs not for thinkers like me."Eh?" was all I could muster."Which tits do you prefer?" he asked again, "Go on, grab a handful and see if we agree."I shook my head in disbelief and stood in front of my wife and ran my hands over her familiar breasts, "I've no idea what he's on," I tried to say as quietly as possible to her, but she stood there like. The driver looked impatient as I explained, "I don't have any money, but my stop isn't far. I just want to stay out of the rain."He looked grumpy, and I put on my best "charming" face. Slowly the grumpy look faded into a smile as he said, "Sure, kid. This one is on me." He flicked his thumb back, indicating that I could have a seat."Maybe I'm not crazy," I thought as I took a seat. I mean, free bus fare isn't too far fetched. "I wonder what I can get away with. Bill was also feeling the effects of the booze and suggested to Patty that they head for their room."Why not come up to our room for a night cap?" Brenda suggested with a smile."That sounds like a great idea," Patty bubbled to Bill's surprise.The four headed up to the sixth floor, where it turned out that the Simpson's had managed to snare a small suite. In addition to the king size bed and usual tables, there were two side-by-side sofas that faced a television in the corner of the room. Bill. I'm out of here. Cindy."I found out later that she had run off with another woman's husband. That had been eighteen months ago and no one had heard from either of them since.In addition to being crushed by her abandonment I had trouble with the law. Cindy's parents, when they hadn't heard from her, called the police and accused me of killing her and of disposing of the body. I was hauled down to the police station several times, twice in handcuffs, and interrogated. The cops took her note and.