other men that she had dated. They agreed on many things and were very alike in their thoughts. Waller was intelligent and had a great sense of humor. She couldn't wait until her work was done for the day so she could head over to Waller's. He was a tender, experienced lover who made her feel so good during the long nights of loving.

Waller was proud of his relationship with the lovely professor. She was certainly in the top tier of his conquests. He was certain that she would be departing Milam when the spring semester ended. But he would enjoy her charms until the very end.

The spring of 1963 was beautiful. The trees bloomed in early February and the weather got warmer each day. Waller played golfhis jacket.

"You wanna fuck my seester, she's a virgin?" a sly boy leered.

Waller brushed aside the throng who turned their attention toward the next person to cross the bridge.

He strode along past the markets, musicians playing guitars, and buildings strung with colored lights. The town of Nuevo Laredo had a dismal odor. A donkey lay dead in a muddy street. Horse shit also littered the streets. Smoke from cooking goats and charcoal fires wafted into the night air.

He made his way to the Cadillac Bar which was packed with people on this warm night in June. The bar was said to be owned by an American, a graduate of Texas A & M. Waller found a stool at the crowded bar. A busy bartender finally came over, and