The Judges Wife "Back to the streets"

Bush Edwards continues his journey in volume three,back to the streets of Las Vegas. Back to the Judges Wife's world! This is his story. The secrets he's kept for over forty five years can now be shared. The names have been changed to protect thee identify of the author.

I left this little town an angry young man. I was heading home, back to the big city. I had sold my motorcycle and used some of my beer profits to buy a car.
For me being just seventeen, it was a nice ride. I had made arrangements to stay with one of my Vegas school buddies.
My friend lived in a secured high rise apartment with his dad. His mom had died when he was seven so he and his dad were living the bachelor life already. They had a pool and a workout room. It was classy.
In the morning I would swim and then workout. There was a woman in her twenties who worked the front desk at the clubhouse. Her name was Mary and in a short time we became friends. She was from Mississippi, and talked in a sweet southern accent. She also was over leasing the apartments and could charm the socks of her clients.
I’d been staying at my friends for about a week when Mary mentioned she had a room for rent at her place. I told her I wasn’t working yet, but I had saved a little money. She told me her husband worked as a bellman down town and was tight with one of the hotel valet managers. I told her if she could get me a valet job I’d talk to my people who ran the bellman on the strip and see if they would put him on. “Set it up, I said, and I’ll rent your room.”