Ever since I had gotten my driver’s license I used to like to unwind a little before going home. So I would ride around the area and play music in my car. A few days after the trial while riding around a bronco type vehicle is flashing their headlights at me from behind, so I pull over. This happened on West Saddle River Road, and I pulled into a small parking lot right next to the red building where my stepmother used to sell real-estate. It is Mrs. Purrizzo driving the bronco, she is an incredibly beautiful woman (late thirties with a lot of plastic surgery).
She was at the trial and during it lets just say that I had made her blush when I was standing in only my sneakers. There is another woman with her. A woman I had never seen before. She had long black hair and dark eyes she was even more beautiful than Mrs. Purizzo. They tell me to get in the back of the bronco (when you are 18 years old and two of the most beautiful women you have ever seen tell you to get in the back of their car it is difficult to resist) so I play along and I do. Mrs. Purrizzo hands me a small plastic shot glass (like something you would see in a hospital) it has some kind of clear liquid in it and she tells me that it’s water and I must be thirsty and that I should drink it.
I’m thinking to myself self “she has gotta be kidding if she thinks I’m going to fall for that.” I take the glass and pretend to drink it behind the high back headrest of the driver’s seat but in reality, the place is still full on the floor mat behind the driver’s seat.
The women then start to giggle and make small talk by telling me how handsome I am, and how big and strong I am. I know exactly what’s going on and I play along.
I return the complements by telling them that they are the most beautiful women that I have ever seen, and when I look in their eyes I become lost floating on a sea of dreams. I made both of them blush with that one. Then they ask me if I am ready to go with them. “Go where,” I ask. “To the hotel room of course” Mrs. Purrizzo answers. “You can go to the hotel room if you want to but I am going home,” I say. She asks me “are you sure you don’t want to come with us?” she asks. “Positive” I answer and I start to get out of the bronco. “Oh, yea,” I say “Here is your water back” and I hand them the small plastic shot glass.
They look at each other and cannot hold back their smile and look away and to the floor. I get out and say “see you later“. I get in my car and drive home. The next evening at about the same time, but in the exact same spot, and in the exact same car the two women pull me over again. And again I pull onto the same small parking lot on West Saddle River Road.
I get out but this time I go only to the window. Mrs. Purrizzo has the driver’s window rolled down and says to me “Andy, can you kill this for me” and hands me a coke can with just a little bit left of something left in the bottom. Again I am thinking to myself “who the f*ck does she think she is kidding with this.”
I say “SURE” and I take the can of coke from her and walk over to the dumpster and toss it in. I walk back to the car and I can tell from the look in her face that she is pissed off. I say “anything else” and I turn my back to her and walk away. I get in my car and drive away. The next night the same thing happens, in the same spot at the same time. I pull over and get out of my car angry. As I walk over to her bronco I say “Look this stupid game has gone on long enough”. She interrupts me and says “Andy, PLEASE just get in because we have to talk.”
I say “NO“, and she begs “Andy, PLEASE!” As she almost has tears in her eyes. Like an idiot, I reluctantly get in. This time they have a bottle of Vodka with three small plastic shot glasses. The woman with the black hair pours the three small glasses full and hands me one. I had had enough and I say In a rude tone “DO YOU REALLY THINK THAT I AM SO STUPID TO BELIEVE THAT THAT’S REALLY VODKA IN THAT GLASS!”
She says to me “we’re sorry for fooling with you and want to make peace, will you have a drink with us?” I knew from the get-go that whatever she was giving me had to be drugged with something, but at the same time I felt somehow that there was going to be no getting out of this. I was not afraid of Dr. Purrizzo because I really never did steroids and I had nothing to hide, I just wanted it all to be over.
So I thought about what to do and finally, I said to her “MRS. PURRIZZO I WILL DRINK THAT GLASS OF WHATEVER IT IS ON ONE CONDITION AND ONE CONDITION ONLY! IF YOU SWEAR IF YOU PROMISE THAT YOU WILL NOT LET THEM HURT ME. DO YOU SWEAR YOU WON’T LET THEM HURT ME!”