Obviously men had been caught when wives or girlfriends found an unfamiliar lipstick smear on their clothing. He couldn’t see enough in the little rear vision mirror to be sure he was unsmudged, therefore it would be best to take time for a trip to the Men’s, just in case. A lipstick smear was no way to introduce the interlude with Edie to his wife. He slammed the truck door and hurried toward the building. Yes! A good mirror. He was completing his inspection of a totally clean shirt when the door opened and the two men in dark suits came in, exchanging looks when they saw him. They were way too close before he had time to move. “Well now,” the largest one said, coming to stand on his left, “Get finished with your playtime?” Henry’s response was a low, growling hum. The other man stood on his right. “Y’know, Arnie, this is a public park. A very public park. Odd place for such private activities.” Both men moved even closer until they were pushing at him from either side.
