‘No, I’m Haley Jenson. Can I help you?’ ‘Oh, ah, yeah, Jenson, right. Anyway, I’m Christi Prentice and I was wondering if we could have a li...ttle talk about your missing…ah, friend. I need details for my story and was wondering if we could meet for-‘ ‘Who do you represent Miss Prentice?’ I was rather annoyed. The police had released a statement, and our local news station had been kind enough to give it about thirty seconds of air time in the last three days. I’m not a big fan of the media. She was heartened at the party in the bar downstairs, by the obvious genuine respect and affection his crew had for him, and the dismay that had been expressed by almost everyone, at losing him. However, the big hurdle was yet to come. She had avoided all sexual contact since her disastrous marriage of a few years ago, and now to have to climb into bed with a strange man, was for her a bit nerve wracking. She knew though, that it had to be done, the Gestapo were no fools, and any inconsistency. "These things are amazing! Andthey're so sensitive. One side-effect is that I'm horny as hell, as youjust found out. I need to find Brad right now because I need a goodfucking."I'd never heard Brenda talk like this. The formerly reserved and level-headed woman seemed just a little out of control this morning."Let's look at you," she said, motioning me to take off my t-shirt andsweats. For a minute there, I'd forgotten that I'd been affected, too.I stripped naked and stood in front of her. . But there were no towns in sight, and many of thefarmhouses I had seen were deserted. Apparently like Illinois, the smallfamily farm was disappearing as farmers cultivated more and more acreswith less and less people.It was odd. I hadn't even seen a single billboard or a road sign. Iassumed I was still on the right road, for I hadn't seen any junctionsindicating I had left my highway. The road was a good one - two lanesfreshly black topped with a freshly painted yellow line down the centerto.