Chapter 22

“Those are a couple of good ideas, Mort,” lied Gwen. “I’ll have to bring it up with the other girls and let you know what we decide.”

By the time they had finished dinner; Mort had consumed four beers and was becoming increasingly obnoxious. Gwen decided to chalk the evening up to experience, and to never have anything to do with Mort Governs again.

Gwen was preoccupied thinking about Steve and the mysterious red head as Mort drove her home. It wasn’t until he stopped the car in a dark, secluded area that she became aware of her surroundings.

“What are we doing here, Mort? I thought you were taking me home,” stated Gwen. “Please start the car and take me home now.”

“Now Gwen, you didn’t think that I usually drive a big car like this all the time, did you? This is my ‘love machine.’ Doesn’t that big back seat just call to you?” asked Mort as he quickly leaned over the console and began kissing Gwen.

Gwen was stunned for a few seconds before she reacted.