I met Delilah on the road about a year ago. We talked for a while and then I invited her to my room for a drink. When we got to the room, without saying a word, she took off her clothes and lay naked on the bed.  I curled around her yielding body as she spoke softly about her brother who died in a car accident.  Afterwards, she got dressed and walked towards the door. "It was nice meeting you," she said politely and left.

Six months later we played in Delilah's hometown.  I spotted her on the dance floor wearing high heels and a short black dress. I sat at her table and she introduced me to her mom.

"You stay away from my daughter or I'll murder you!" her mom spat violently in my face.

So I took Delilah's hand, led her through the club and out the front door. When we got to the parking lot I dragged her into the back of the band van. I was excited to be with this strange creature. Then we saw the flashing lights.

"Oh no!" she panicked. "I'm not supposed to be around cops." She tried hiding behind me as two cops came to the van and called her name. After opening the door they handcuffed her and tossed her into the back of their cruiser. Somewhat discouraged, I returned to the hotel.

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When Delilah got out of jail I made plans to visit with her at a hotel on my way to the next gig.  The hotel was busy that night with tree planters who were passing through and partying before starting work the next morning. I was lucky to get a room on the third floor where the planters were partying even in the hallways. I went to my room, took a shower and got ready to meet Delilah and her friend downstairs in the lounge.

When I joined the girls we drank beer and sang karaoke.  It was then I realized  I had forgotten my hotel key inside the room. I tracked down a night janitor who helped me retrieve the key. When I returned to the lounge I escorted Delilah and her friend back to my room. I placed the key and my money, about a hundred dollars, on the dresser and we continued to drink and talk for a while until her friend went home.  Then there was a knock on the door. I opened it and was immediately surrounded by three tree planters who were obviously geeked on go.

"Dude. Your girlfriend put crack in the weed man," one of them threatened.  It turns out that when I went to get my key Delilah had smoked a joint with them.  I now found myself in a precarious position. It would be unwise to fight these guys with no backup around, especially when they were so jacked up, so I told them that it would be best for everyone if they just minded their own fucking business.  With that they quietly left.  An hour later though there was another knock at the door. 

"Security." 

"Just a minute."  I dressed and opened the door. Unexpectedly, the three tree planters propelled gallons of soapy water from a large garbage pail onto the bed where Delilah was laying and then swiftly ran off giggling like schoolgirls.

I thought their action was kind of funny but Delilah didn't. I walked downstairs and got some dry bedding and pillows. The tree planters were nowhere to be seen. When I returned Delilah was on the phone to her homies.

"Wanna earn some rocks?" I heard her say. "Come and get these guys for me."

About a half an hour later two acne-scarred thugs showed up. One of them pulled a sawed-off shotgun from a brown paper bag.  "Who are you?" he asked.

"He's in the band," Delilah answered for me. "The fucking assholes went down the hall."  With that the four of us walked down the hallway trying to track down the tree planters. Delilah and her homies proceeded to bang on every door screaming obscenities at the top of their lungs. I was relieved when we didn't find them. We went back to my room and one of her thugs accidentally dropped his loaded weapon onto the floor.

Delilah began to calm down after her homies left. It was time for me to leave for the next gig so I began packing my bags. I went to the dresser where I put the room  key and my money. The key was there but the money was gone. It seemed the perfect ending to a night I would rather forget.