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material sitting in a porn theater in the middle of the Combat Zone.
    Or would I?
    The lights went down in the movie theater and I glanced to
my left and Brandt stared at me.
    “Hey Conrad,” Brandt said as he twisted in front of
Nellie’s legs, “switch seats?”
    Nellie looked from Brandt to me and back to Brandt as if
she was watching a tennis match. She shook her head at me and looked back at
Brandt.
    “Uh, sure?” Conrad said.
    “Wait,” Nellie said, “where are you going?”
    Brandt didn’t answer Nellie and slid down the aisle toward
me and Conrad. Conrad stood up, waited for Brandt to pass and then made his way
toward the empty seat next to Nellie. Nellie gripped my arm.
    “What did you do?” she said through clenched teeth.
    “I didn’t do anything,” I said. “I swear.”
    Conrad sat down next to Nellie and I looked at Brandt. He
smiled at me and shrugged. Nellie slammed back into her seat, folded her arms
across her large breasts and pouted. I looked down in my lap and wished I was
anywhere but there.
    “I’m sorry,” I said into Nellie’s ear and she turned her
head away from me.
    The theater lights went down and a grainy film popped onto
the screen. A large woman in a bikini gyrated to canned music that crackled
from the theater’s speakers. There were grunts of approval from the theater
patrons as the woman began a slow striptease.
    Brandt grazed my neck with his fingertips as he brushed my
hair to the side and whispered into my ear.
    “I hope you don’t mind me sitting here.”
    I turned and looked at him and forgot we were in the
middle of a filthy theater that played dirty movies.
    “No, not at all.”
    I felt Nellie’s eyes burning a hole into the back of my
head and I sat back in my seat and stared straight ahead at the screen.
    The large dancer was now naked. Her breasts flopped back
and forth in time to the music and the only thing she wore was a black mass of
thick pubic hair over her vagina. I laughed to myself as I thought of Katt’s
comments about European women who had what looked like carpet samples covering
their areas.
    Brandt shifted in his seat and I kept my head as rigid as
I could, neither looking at him nor looking at Nellie who was probably looking
at me.
    The music in the film changed to a sort of
psychedelic-Indian track and two men walked into the room with the naked woman.
The woman in the movie feigned distress as the men pawed at and mauled her
naked body. One of the men threw her down on a bed, conveniently positioned in
the middle of the room. The men stood over the woman and began to remove their
clothes.
    Despite the weirdness of the situation, I was aroused by
the scene. Brandt stretched his long legs out as much as he could in the
cramped aisle and his leg brushed against the side of mine. I didn’t move away,
but parted my legs a bit until the side of my leg pressed against his.
    I glanced to my left and was shocked to see Nellie
practically sitting in Conrad’s lap and the two of them making out.
    On the movie screen, one of the men knelt on the bed at
the naked woman’s head. Her arms were stretched over her head and she stroked
his penis back and forth. The man leaned over the woman’s face and kissed her
breasts and sucked at her nipples. Her legs were spread wide and the other man
knelt between her legs and he rubbed his penis.
    I glanced back at Nellie and Conrad and did a quick
double-take as Nellie shifted down to the floor on her knees and knelt between
Conrad’s legs. Brandt chuckled beside me. I looked over at him and he was
leaned forward and watching Nellie and Conrad. Nellie fumbled with Conrad’s
belt buckle and he looked down at her. I wondered if Nellie had seen the movie
before as she mimicked the actress’s moves.
    I looked away when Nellie looked at me as she took
Conrad’s penis out of his pants. I stared at the movie screen and the man at
the naked woman’s head shoved his penis roughly into her mouth while he