Gary Checks Out a Super Eight

Even though he was nearly five years my junior, Ken was still my boss. That's why I didn't object when the motel he selected for the two of us to spend the night on our sales trip to Indianapolis wasn't exactly what the truckers call a "flop box" but hardly five star accommodations either. 

It was a Super Eight in Plainfield, Indiana. After the sales conference let out at about five-thirty, we were both too beat to think about a restaurant. Ken suggested why don't we change into o

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