later that night....as doctor benham

later that night...as jacko was driving us home (from villa lombardi in holbrook) the rain was comming down the hardest it had all winter. I rceived a phone call from the love of my life at the time. She was crying- apparently she was having car problems that were out of her realm of fixings (accidental-it happens right)and her mother/father was giving her the business. After yelling and screeming and tears all directed at my lover, apparently she decided to set out into the rain on foot. She called me and explained the situation and said that she was going to the gas station for shelter.

Picture that- the love of my life, walking and crying over the long island expressway, on her way to the gas station. I wasnt really happy with the situation, so like any superhero lover, when i reached my car in east moriches- the doctor drove right back out to holbrook. Speeding in the rain, i decided to call her up throw out the idea- "maybe you should call your brother and see if he he can pick you up so you dont have to wait all wet in te gas station. your too pretty for that shit booba" . When i was in the area, i called her up again to make shure i was goin to the correct gas station "ummmm..dont see you guys yet"-"here look were flashing out brake lights"-"oh yeah see you now"- as i hung up and sped into the gas station, puling up beside the black car. I hopped out real fast to see if my lover was still tearing. She wasnt. Her brother picked her up and there they were, listening to wu-tang. Smiling-chatting. Thank god my lover is ok, i thought to myself. Within a slit seccond some peice-of-shit mexican hooptie car speeds up beside us. Two big guys get out, one approaching me and the other approaching seans window of the car. It happened so fast, out of the corner of my eye i had two original thoughts- 1)these guys are her bro's buds and saw his car, coming to say hi and chill 2)this guys approaching me fast, and if so (even though he's hugh) im about to throw down for dear life, to protect my lover and her brother. Now, it all happened so fast, and in that split seccond i noticed that the big fellow that was fastly aproaching me had something sparking on his jacket. A big silver badge. I was dealing with a detective, and was being busted (as a doctor) selling precripton medication in bulk. What actualy happened was my appearance sent them over the edge, they for shure, thought they had a big big crackdown. They looked at my face and doctors outfit (yes i still had on the stethascope) and questioned me. I explained that i attened a work haloween party and drove directly back out here because my gf was having a problem at home and wanted me to bick her home. "where was the party" big fellow asked me" -"villa a lombardi" i replied. "how much money was it?" -"sixteen dollars" "was the food any good?" he asked me. "yeah not too bad, chicken entre, salad. Not too bad" He glanced over to his buddy, who practically had his head in shawns window. His partner collaborated stories and shure enough, as opposed to a doctor selling illegal precription meds....i was just your average halloween dress up boy- dressing up as a doctor- the smoothest, coolest outfit that could be pulled off on hallowen. On his way back to the mexican-shit car, he glanced his flashlight into my ford taurous and the beam shined directly on to my collection of fishing poles. "those your rods?" he questioned me. -"of coarse" i replied. And they were on their way. Myself, my lover at the time and my gf's brother all had a big long laugh for a few minutes as we contemplated the situation a if it were a dream of some sort. My night as a doctor was truely a trip. Sometimes when im at home, i wear the outfit as pajamas before i go to bed. And as my mind drifts off into obblivion, i dream of what it really would be like to be Doctor Benham.