"A little reminder," he said. "You don't mind if I keep those do you, Marilyn, honey?"

"No," Marilyn said.

She pulled her skirt down as she climbed out of the driver's side of the car. Danny was looking at the bare flesh of her thighs with obvious hunger. As soon as she was out of the car he pulled her to him.

"You're a sweet piece," he said, as his lips pressed down on hers. She didn't protest as his tongue wormed into her mouth.

"Cut that out," Billy said, as he got out of his side of the car. "Do you want the whole Goddamn world to see?"

It was too late. Marilyn heard a clucking noise and she jumped away. An old man had come around one corner of the building. He was very old and dirty-looking.

He gave Marilyn a leering look.

"Well, well, well," he said. "What have we got here? A pretty young thing and two boyfriends."

The old man peered at Billy and a hint of recognition came into his eyes.

"You rented a room," the old man cackled. "I know you. You said you were married. This young lady don't look old enough to be married."

Marilyn didn't know what to say. She remained silent as the old man approached her.

"No, sir," he said. "You don't look old enough to be married."

"She's just a friend," Billy said.

Billy and Danny were both nervous. The old man knew he had them where he wanted them. He knew they were underage. He could order them away from his small motel and there would be nothing they could do. Or he could call the police.

"I don't know what I'm going to do," he said.

"You kids may be in trouble."

"Please," Marilyn said. "We'll just leave. We'll just go."

"I don't want to let you go," the old man leered. "Maybe I want to call the police. You know, it's against the law to register as man and wife when you're not man and wife."

Marilyn knew nothing about the law. She didn't know if this old man could get her into trouble or not. She only knew that she didn't want to be in trouble.