He had insisted on having a second phone line installed after he arrived and was grateful of that now, as he picked up the receiver and dialed."Hello,...dear. I need to speak with Mr Lockhead, please. Of course you may. I'm Mr Blaine. I'm sure that -- yes, thank you very much."Douglass! Fine, fine! No, really, everything is fine. I just wanted to call and tell you that I've finally made up my mind about that last subject. Yes, you figured right, then. I *am* going to want to plug that one. Yes,. But frankly, Suzanne, I don't think things are as bad as you fear. For one thing, you forget about the time frame. Everyone in this house is going through a sexual explosion. It's like when someone gets converted to a new religion and they become a complete fanatic about it. I had an aunt like that who was born again. For like six months I could hardly stand to be near her. Everything was a miracle. If her husband wanted chicken for dinner and she'd bought chicken that day, it was a miracle.. As they could. Twice, Brad had almost called things off and left town. But, Tina’s presence in her role for this trip as his Administrative Support System, with her soothing touches on his arm when she saw him about to lose his temper, and with her judicious revealing of just enough cleavage to keep the other negotiators at the table, had saved the whole deal.“Well,” Tina said in response to Brad’s declaration, “you sort of made it rougher than it needed to be, you know. You let that Mr. Carnes. I did what for me were relatively simple demonstrations and then called on Betty for another dance and some songs. This time, she got the applause that I thought she deserved. We alternated my shooting with her dancing and singing for the rest of the show. My grand finale was rapid fire from both double-action .22s. By the time I had fired all nine shots from each of those two pistols, the hall was rattling with noise and reverberations from even those small pistols. The show closed to a.