Josiphene Knapp Michael, having never looked lovelier, stood in front of her bedroom mirror, admiring herself. She held in her left hand, a small bottle of men's cologne, which she intended to give to Nicholas when he came to get her.
She was touching up her eyes when Eli entered. He sat down on her bed.
"And what do you think you're doing?" Josiphene asked.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Eli answered.
"You smell like you've been drinking, Eli! I thought I told you never to enter this room, anyway!"
"Ha!"
"Get out!" Josiphene, startled by Eli's sudden arrogance and assertiveness, ordered. "Why don't you just go watch your television--or something. Just get out of my room!"
"My, my," Eli, studying his wife carefully, replied, "I never realized how beautiful you really were!"
"Well," Josiphene said, "you had plenty of time to! Now--well, now I have someone who really cares about me, and you better stay out of sight, you dirty bastard. When he gets here--you stay out of sight!"
"What kind of woman do you think you are?" Eli boldly asked. "Why, no woman in this town does the things you do--and under her husband's own eyes!"
As Josiphene walked toward him, Eli began to tremble.
"You're letting yourself get a bit too carried away," Josiphene said, caressing Eli's bumpy face. "I don't want you to get carried away, Eli."
"What the hell?" a suddenly startled Eli uttered.
Josiphene backed Eli into a corner.
She hated to do it, but wanted to scare Eli. Thus, Josiphene embraced her husband, and sloppily kissed his lips.
"That's what Nicholas gets from me!" she said, as the honking of a horn could be heard outdoors.
"Good thing he honks instead of knocks at the door," Josiphene said. "He probably doesn't want to see my dirty husband! I don't blame him!"
"Don't leave me tonight, Josiphene!" Eli, breathing heavily, said. "Stay here and make love to me just this one night!"
"You had your chance, Mr. Michael," sneered Josiphene. "Now, I'm having my fun!"
Josiphene quickly left the room, grabbed her purse from the living room sofa, and ran, with open arms, to meet her waiting lover.
At the Sampson Motel, two miles south of Cole, the party was in full swing. Bill and Sharon; Danny and Geraldine; Steven and Valerie; Jack and Margaret--these were a few of the couples making the wild scene. Prominent, too, was the doped up Kit Carpenter and a hot Karen Ingram.
Gary Brown had rented two rooms under the name of John Smith. The motel attendant asked for no identification, and paid no attention to anyone's ages.
The rooms were located at the back of the motel, at the end of a dark driveway. The rooms were separated by a wall and a small, sliding door. One room was used for drinking and mingling, and the other, for lovemaking.
"What sin!" said a lost tourist, searching for his room.
"Up yours!" Danny Kazan shouted back.
The tourist immediately moved on.
Sharon had gone to the bathroom, and Kit Carpenter had gone to his car, when Karen walked up to Bill, who was in the process of leaning over and reaching for one of the moonshine bottles on the floor.
"What do you want?" Bill, turning around, asked a tearful Karen.
"I want to talk to you, honey."
"What gives you the right to call me 'honey'?" Bill asked.
"Oh, Bill," Karen said, grabbing him, "take Sharon home. I'll get rid of Kit, somehow--I think he's gone to the car to get a fix. Oh, please, Bill, take me tonight!"
Bill put down his bottle and cup, and looked at Karen.
"What would we do if we were to go off together?"
"Anything!" Karen said. "Your wish is my command!"
"You're a fool," Bill said. "A real fool! Do you realize that I don't love you? I don't care about what you do!"
"Oh, baby, you do!" said Valerie Black, in a mocking voice.
Bill turned around quickly and faced Steven Lee, apparently drunk, as his eyes were always red when he'd been drinking, and a tempting looking Valerie Black.
"Oh, baby," Valerie continued, "Take her! Take her!"
"Why don't you and your bitch of a daaaaaaate get out of her before I spit?' Bill said, deliberately stretching the word, date.
"Let's bo, baby," Steven replied, grabbing Valerie. "Looks like we're in the way!"
Bill took a swing at Steven, but Karen held him back.
"Please, Bill," Karen continued, "I'll do anything for you! There's no reason in the world why we can't be a couple, like we once were!"
"Get out of here before I hit you again," Bill said. Before he could say another word, Sharon handed him a drink. Karen quickly headed for the car, where Kit was.
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