"Big time, you said. Told me it would be really far out. Yeah, you balling your sister and a real good time for me. Told me I'd plead for it to stop. ...ook what it really is, a real tear jerker!" Oh yeah?" he growled, looking around at his sister. That mad governing drive that possessed him, that wild reckless compulsion that had forced countless situations and gotten him into all kinds of trouble, that black and evil spirit that engulfed his soul and would eventually lead to his doom raged up. That was more like his kind of music, Don thought, wishing that they could have spent the evening at the resort club where a more sedate group was playing. But after one drink there, Carolyn had asked him to take her into town. And how could he refuse, after all? It wasn't really that much, as long as Carolyn was happy.They pulled up beside the cabana, the tires crunching in the gravel as their car came to a halt. Carolyn waited until Don came around and opened the door for her, then she danced. The big Green Cadillac was parked just outside with a Captain I Didn,t recognise chatting to my new friend. “Captain Jackson was just telling me a little of what you do, what he,s allowed to tell me, Joe.” she gave me a sisterly kiss on the cheek.”I suggest we go to a different restaurant as my husband somehow found out we had supper together thevother night though he Didn,t hear about the motel.” she told me as she got in my car thinking the press wouldn’t,t recognise my car. “You Didn,t tell. The seat back hid me from view from the rest of the bus, so my neighbour opposit, was in a privaleged position and I was getting into one of those moods where he would not regret choosing that particular seat.I was of course toying with him, a feminine ploy bored woman do to make life interesting, and give us confidence in our daily bored existance, and with that acknowledgement and justification I raised my left leg up enough to let my skirt slide up and expose my stocking tops, plural if you.