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me and I was smiling through it ail. Then she-let

go and Waltzed over to the guy who was getting

– hitchedmpudgy little fellow with big eyeglasses–and

slipped her hand down his pants. Everything

got real quiet then. He was red as a beet but he

couldn’t say anything cause it woulda made him

look like a wimp in front of his friends. He got a

sick look on his face, forced himself to smile. She

started tonguing his ear, kept yanking his chain.

The other guys started to laugh. To relieve their

tension. Soon they’were yelling out lewd comments.

Nona was high, like she was really getting off on

groping the poor sucker.

“Finally I was able to ease her away without it

looking like a hassle. We got out of there and I

yell.ed at her in the car. She looked at me like I was

nuts, said what was the matter, we got a big tip,

didn’t we. I could see it was no use talking to her so

I gave up. We got on the freeway. I was driving fast

because I couldn’t Wait to get away from her. Then

all of a sudden I felt her pulling at my zipper.

Before I know it, my cock is out and she’s got it in

her mouth. We’re going seventy and she’s sucking

me off and telling me to admit it, I love it. I was

helpless, just praying the highway patrol wouldn’t

pull us over–that would be my balls, right? I asked

her to stop but she had me and she wouldn’t let go

until she finished me off.”

“The next day I complained to Rainbo, insisted .I

wouldn’t work with her anymore. She just laughed,

said Nona would be

out she’d left, just walked out.”

Telling the story had made

cused himself, went to the bathroom,

back freshly combed and sprayed and-smelling of

aftershave. Milo started questioning before he sat

back down.

“And you have no idea where she went?”

Carmichael shook his head.

“She ever talk about anything personal ?”

“Nope. There was nothing personal about her.

She was all on the surface.”

“No hint where she might be headed ?”

“She never even said where she came from. Like

I told you, we did three or four gigs, then she

split.”

“How’d she connect with Adam and Eve?”

“No idea. Everyone gets into it differently. Rainbo

called me after she caught my act at Lancelot’s.

Some find out by word of mouth. She runs ads in

the underground papers and skin mags. Gets more

applications than she wants.”

“All right, Doug,” said Milo, standing, “I hope

you’ve been straight with us.”

“I really have, Detective. Please don’t pull me

into this.”

“I’ll do the best I can.”

We left. Back in the car Milo checked in with the

dispatcher. There were no important messages·

“So what’s the diagnosis on Surfer Boy?” he asked.

“Off the cuff? Personality problems, probably

narcissistic.”

“Which means ?”

“That he’s got low self-esteem and it expresses

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itself in self-obsessionmm’uscles, vitamins, constant

attention paid to his body.”

“Sounds like half of L.A.,” hegrowled and turned

on the ignition. As we pulled away, Carmichael.

came out of his house in swim trunks carrying a

surfboard, a towel, and tanning lotion. He saw us,

smiled, waved, and headed toward the beach.

Milo parked in a no parking-zone near the entrance

to Western Peds. “I hate hospitals,” he said,

as we boarded the elevator and rode up to the fifth

floor. It took a while to locate Valcroix. He was

examining a patient and we waited for him in a

small conference room off the ward.

He came in fifteen minutes later, gave me a disgusted

look, and told Milo to hurry, he was busy.

When the detective began talking, he made a show

of pulling out a medical chart, perusing it, and

writing notes.

Milo’s a skilled interrogator but he struck out

with the Canadian. Valcroix continued to chart,

unflustered,as the detective confronted him with

knowing the Touch visitors and his affair with NOna

Swope.

“Are you through, Officer?”

“For the time being, Doctor.”

“What am I supposed to do, defend myself?”

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