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... She was wearing a black Oakland Raider's windbreaker in the foggy, chilly night. He pulled onto the approach of the Bay Bridge as he hatched his plan. &#034Hey, tell ya what. I've gotta get a motel room tonight. Wouldn't mind a bit if you want to crash there. I could take you to the Park tomorrow so you can look for your girlfriend. He smiled at her. She gave him a long look &#034No funny stuff&#034, he laughed, &#034I'll get twin beds if you want.&#034 &#034Yeah, well that might be cool, but don't get any ideas!&#034, she said. &#034Nah, you can trust me, I'm harmless&#034, he laughed. He already had plenty of ideas. He could see her relax. &#034So, what's your name, anyway.&#034 she asked. &#034Um, Gary,&#034 he said. &#034Gary Cooper, like the movie star.&#034 &#034Never heard of him,&#034 she replied. &#034I'm Tina.&#034 &#034Good to meet you Tina&#034, he said, and he took her small, soft hand and shook it. He pulled into a Motel Six a few blocks from his house, and pulled into a parking place, far from the office. He requested a ground floor room, and signed the register Mr. and Mrs. Gary Cooper with a sardonic smile, and laid out the $38.50 in cash. It only took a minute. He opened the door to the room. &#034See, twin beds, like I told ya!&#034 he said cheerfully. She was obviously relieved. He smiled again. She had probably fucked every pimply-faced k** from here to Seattle, but he had to play this just right. She threw her backpack on a bed, walked over and ...

... turned on the tv. He was still standing in the doorway. &#034Go ahead and use the shower&#034, he said. &#034I'll grab us some burgers,&#034 and before she could say a word he was closing the door. He raced to his house, grabbed a suitcase and threw in the items he thought he might need. A few lengths of clothesline, a roll of duct tape, some rags. As an afterthought he took the collar off of his German Sheperd, and grabbed his leash too. He threw some of his underwear and a few T shirts on top of the items and closed up the case. As he passed by his wet-bar he stopped again, re-opened the case and threw in a bottle of bourbon and a few cans of 7-Up. 'Every little bit helps,' he thought, and he was off to McDonalds. She was in the shower when he got back, and he opened his case and put his items under the pillows of his bed. He grabbed the ice bucket and filled it up at the machine down the hall. The bathroom door opened. &#034Glad I had a clean shirt left,&#034 she said. She had on a plain white T shirt that came down to mid thigh. She was obviously naked underneath it. &#034Wow,&#034 he said, &#034you look great.&#034 And she did. Her nipples started to get erect in the cool room. 'Goddamn,' he thought as he stared, 'she's got nipple rings in her tits.' She sat down at the small table, giving him a flash of white ass-cheek before she pulled the shirt back down. They wolfed down the burgers, and he started to make himself a drink. &#034Cocktail, Tina? he asked. &#034Oh, fuck ...