The Life of Oddley - Episode 6

Greetings again, folks, and welcome to the sixth week of "The Life of Oddley".  Still no comments or feedback on the series but I'm still hoping that someone out there will write in and tell me what they think of my efforts.

Now, back to the show.  Last week, we saw Oddley begin a most unusual trip when, in his flight from the nympho-Susan, he ran into a car belonging to a housewife named Brooke, who has decided to take a trip to find herself and finds a most unusual passenger, Oddley, after he uses the car to hide.

Brooke decided to let Oddley tag along on her trip, which leads her down the mother road of Route 66.  A road that takes her all the way to Tulsa, Oklahoma, where Brooke decides to take in a local honky-tonk for the atmosphere.   Something Oddley thinks is a bad idea but goes along with anyway.

While in the honky-tonk, Brooke finds herself the object of desire of a cowboy named Roy, who tries to pick the housewife.  That's when Oddley comes to her aid and defends her honor.  However, Oddley soon finds himself facing death again as Roy picks Oddley off the floor and threatens him with harm...

THIS WEEK'S EPISODE - "Stuck in Tulsa", Part Two

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I closed my eyes as I readied myself for the punch. I never felt it, however, as I heard Brooke intervene on my behalf.

"Don't do it." I heard her say.

"Why shouldn't I?" he asked.

"Because... I'll dance with you." she said, dejectedly.

"Fine by me." he said as he let me go.

"Are you sure about that?" I asked her.

"I can't let you take a punch for me." she said to me.

"I was willing for it." I said.

"I could still do it." he said to me.

"Go dance, but be careful with her." I said to him.

"My pleasure." he said as he took her hand and lead her to the dance floor.

"Not much, if you mind." I said to him.

I watched as Roy and Brooke had their dance. All through it, Roy was dancing a bit dirty, trying to get Brooke to follow but I know those Chicago housewives well, even those looking for themselves.

I then noticed that Roy was taking it a little too far as it looked to me that he was forcing himself on her. After a minute of this, I couldn't take it anymore and I walked over to them and placed myself between them.

"Stop it right there." I said.

"What are you doing, boy?" asked Roy.

"I'm making sure that Brooke doesn't do anything that she doesn't wanna do." I said.

"I'm not." he said.

"Then what was that you were doing just now?" I asked.

"That was a little warm-up." he said.

"It looked like you were forcing yourself on her. Perhaps you haven't noticed but she is a married woman." I said.

"I've had a few married gals before. They always go for stuff like that." he said.

"Maybe in Tulsa, but not in Chicago, Illinois." I said.

"Chicago. I hear that town's jumpin'." he said.

"Listen, I'm telling you to leave this lady alone." I told him.

"And if I don't?" he asked.

"I'll... do something very bad to you." I said.

"Like what?" he asked me with a taunt.

Suddenly, without warming, I reared back and gave him the biggest punch I'd ever given someone. In a few seconds, Roy was on the floor. Quickly, I grabbed Brooke and ran our way out of the place before Roy could regain his footing. In a hurry, we climbed back into the car and zoomed onto the road.

"What was that?" asked Brooke.

"The act of a man withour options." I told her.

"You actually decked that guy." she said.

"I did, didn't I?" I said.

"I didn't think you could do it." she said.

"Me, neither. I was surprised to do that." I said.

"Good thing we got out of there before he got back up." she said.

"If we had stayed, my number would have been up. I don't wish my tombstone to read, 'he died in Tulsa.'." I said.

"What would your friends say about that?" she asked.

"You know, I never told anyone I had left." I said.

"So no one knows you're with me?" she asked.

"I guess so. I mean, I woke up today in Chicago and now, it's nighttime and I'm in Tulsa, Oklahoma. Not exactly how I planned to spend the day." I said.

"Me, neither." she said.

"I think you should stop for the night." I said.

"I think so, too. Roy can't follow us." she said.

"I know these people. He will try." I said.

We soon found a small roadside motel where we could spend the night. The sun's light was fading as me and Brooke quietly sat there in the car outside the office.

"I think I should go in alone, Oddley." she said.

"There are two of us, you know." I said.

"But we can't sleep in the same room." she said.

"If we must, you go first and check in. Then, after you do, I'll check in." I said.

"Good idea." she said.

"If there's only one room left, signal me and we'll take it from there." I said.

"There's not gonna be one room left." she said.

"We'll see." I said as she got out of the car.

I watched as Brooke went into the front office and talked to the desk clerk. I couldn't hear what they were saying but I see it was going well. After a minute, Brooke came out and gestured me to go inside. As I went in, I wondered if the desk cleck would notice.

"Hello, good sir." I said as I walked up to the desk.

"Hello to you." said the desk clerk.

"I would like a room, please." I said.

"We happen to have one available." he said, looking over the wall of keys.

"That's nice to know." I said.

"Here you go. Room 114." he said as he handed me a set of keys.

"Thanks." I said.

"That'll be $20.00, please." he said.

"Here's your money." I said, handing over a 20.

"Thanks." he said as I made my leave.

I soon walked over to the room I had been given. As I looked in after opening the door, it was dark. Turning on the light showed me a fairly-good sized room, with a bed, table and television.

I quickly took a seat on the edge on the bed and turned on the television. There, I was confronted with Porter Wagoner's smiling face as he talked about this week's show. I felt a little better now that I was listening to some good music.

My sleep that night was normal, despite the fact I wasn't in my usual bed. Luckily, Brooke had the good sense to awaken me so I wasn't left behind. After checking out, we made our way to a diner for breakfast.

After breakfast, we headed out onto the road again. As we started to leave Tulsa, Brooke's curiosity about me had reached the top and I could see that her mind was wondering through many things.

"Oddley, would you please tell me something?" she asked.

"Anything, Brooke." I said.

"How did you end up in my car?" she asked.

"Must you know?" I asked.

"Yes, I must. I just need to know." she said.

"Well, if you must know, it began with a girl. No, it began with a baseball game and a bet." I said.

"A baseball game?" she said.

"A friend of mine had convinced to bet on a baseball game. Of course, the team I picked lost the game." I said.

"Then what happened?" she asked.

"Then I owed my friend $3,000, payable in 30 days or else." I said.

"Was there any way out of it?" she asked.

"He first offered to date my sister for cancellation of my debt, but she's one of those feminists and turned him down." I said.

"Continue." she said.

"Now the girl enters the picture. She was a sex-crazed blonde beauty. Sex was the only thing she cared about." I said.

"But how does this relate to your debt?" she asked.

"She directed me to this science lab, where I met this lovely female scientist, who gave me a job at $1,000 a week, plus bonuses." I said.

"I see." she said.

"Before I could go to work there, I had to get out of my other job, working at a supermarket." I said.

"So how did you do it?" she asked.

"I simply asked for three weeks' vacation and got it." I said.

"So what happened?" she asked.

"After almost getting killed on the first day, I'll spare you the details, I began to notice that this scientist and the girl who lead me to her looked alike." I said.

"How much alike?" she asked.

"As it would turn out, the same." I said.

"How is that possible?" she asked.

"By this stuff I dubbed nympho-drops. It sends a girl's sex drive over the top." I said.

"Interesting stuff." she said.

"After some thought, I decided to use this stuff on my sister." I said.

"What for?" she asked.

"So she could finally date my friend and get my debt cancelled." I said.

"Did it work?" she asked.

"It did. My debt was cancelled and my friend had his date." I said.

"That still doesn't explain how you ended up in my car." she said.

"Well, the next morning, I went back to her place to collect the bottle the drops because I had forgotten it and she decided to down two teaspoons." I said.

"How much did you give her the first time?" she asked.

"Only one teaspoon." I said.

"I see." she said.

"My sister, after having changed into this beast, gave chase to me and that chase lead me to your car and that's the story." I said.

"Is that a real story?" she then asked.

"It is a true story. I hid in the car to hid from my chemically-altered sibling, who would have done me like a steak." I said.

"I wish I could believe you." she said.

"Me, too. Those drops are still at my sister's." I said.

"Will you stop that?" she said.

"Listen, I've spent one week of my vacation working at that lab. This is my second week and I'm beginning to enjoy where I am." I said.

Just then, I heard a loud popping sound coming from outside. Then the car began to rock a little. I then realized that one of the tires had burst and now we were minus one tire. I could see that Brooke had come to the same conclusion and stopped the car.

"Now what?" she asked as we stared at the flat left front tire.

"Well, we can see if there's a gas station nearby." I said.

"And who's gonna walk there?" she asked.

"I don't know." I said.

"I guess we could wait until someone comes to our aid." she said.

"We're about 10 miles outside Tulsa on Route 66 and you're hoping someone stops to help us. Boy, you really need to find yourself, because you've lost your mind." I said.

"This, from someone who came to my aid last night." she said.

"I'm beginning to regret that." I said.

"Never mind, I see a car." she said.

I looked in the direction she was looking and saw an oncoming truck. I looked closer and my face turned a bit white. I saw through the front window and saw something I didn't want to see. I saw the face of Roy, and the expression on his face didn't mean good to me.

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Roy always shows when you least want him.  He ended last week's episode and now this week's.  I wonder if he'll end next week's episode?  The only way to find out is to come back next week yourself and find out the truth of the matter.

Next week, Oddley and Roy have a desert showdown, which ends with someone almost dying and ending up in the hospital, which leads Brooke to make a decision that will change lives forever, or at least one life forever.  Mind you, it's hard to tell you what's gonna happen next week without revealing too much.

Until next time, this is John Maxwell, reminding you that today is the 45th anniversary of Star Trek, one of my favorite shows.  To end this week's post, I'll quote a certain starship doctor, who ended an episode by saying to us, "Well, what do you know?  I finally got the last word."