All Tom could think about was doing it with Denise as he walked through the moon lit night towards a town they had passed through.
He had made it into town and to a garage but nobody was there.
Looking further he found a little motel that he thought him and his newly wedded wife might stay in.
He rang the bell at the desk and man came in and escourted him into a room.
Tom started to explain about his wife and the car and the flat tire but the man just smiled and locked the door behind them.