It was Dave Moore though who waited for her.
He was sitting on the bed, a cigarette hanging from his mouth, a smile curving his lips.
"The girl with the melons," he said sarcastically.
She slapped him hard across the face but it didn't even cause the cigarette to fall.
"You've got no right in here," she told him.
He got up from the bed, advancing on her, forcing her against the wall, and then he grabbed her where a man shouldn't grab a girl who didn't belong to him. He grabbed her and he hurt her as her clothes tore.
"Sorry I missed your show last night," he said. "I heard that it was real hot, like a brush fire in a blazing sun. . A couple of guys were asking around how they could get at you for a few bucks but they were suckers. Here's one guy who's going to get you for nothing."
