"May I help you sir?" The motel clerk was a pleasant looking middle aged woman. She seemed unusually perky considering it was almost midnight.
"I'd like a room for two, please."
"King or two doubles?" she asked.
I took a quick glance out the glass doors to make sure she couldn't see my passenger in the car. I deliberately parked just out of view.
"King, please."
What would she think if she knew that I, a 45 year old happily married man, had an 18 year old boy in the car? And what was I thinking? Did I really believe anything was going to happen tonight with Jasper? Should I change my mind and get the two double beds? I knew that would be the right thing to do but I left it as it was. Hopefully, Jasper wouldn't mind. I paid with a credit card, took the key card, and walked out to the c
