The only illumination came from the flickering strobes and lasers on the dance floor. The music however was every bit as loud and the combination of n...ise, intermittent darkness and the close physical proximity of the man who had led her there was dizzying. As they made their way slowly along the line of booths she realized with a start that all were occupied by people engaging in various forms of sexual activity. Bodies, sometimes in groups of three or four were intertwined in various. Both men appeared to be late thirties,athletic build,both around six foot tall.One had short blond hair the other shoulder length brown.The brown haired man spoke up quickly and asked "what ya doin back in here?" and looked over to his friend with a smile.The blonde man said "Yeah...what you doing dressed like some girl?" Still is shock and fear of being caught. all i could say "I guess you were watching for a while, I'll just get dressed now".Both men look at each other and started walking. This was a murder case and, for the moment, the chief suspect was Judy Dildo. Her alibi was in no way helped by the fact that she hadn’t returned to the Paradise Hotel at all on the night following the gig nor on the following days. As a result, much of the police interrogation was focused on Judy and what we knew of her whereabouts in the few days we’d been in Rock Hill (and from before the time we’d crossed the South Carolina State Line). It didn’t occur to me that we should hide the fact of. What are the particulars there?”Carol looked at her daughter and said, “Rhee, you and the girls take her over there. Dig out one of the spare keys. I see no reason not to put her in the master bedroom.” She turned back to Meka, saying, “The dresser and closet have space for at least some of your clothes. If you find that you need more space, we can work something out. As long as you’re there, if you give us a bit of notice, feel free to come here for any meals or if you get bored or lonely..