I need to talk to him. Now.”“Well put on some clothes. If he sees you naked, you know that his primitive little head will possess his body and he ...on’t be able to think.”“Erin, my loving wife, how did you get so smart?”“Lynn, my sweetheart, I am not smart, I just have to deal with men more than you. Look. We have a good one; I mean a really good one. If you want to keep him you need to start to think a little like him. I’m telling you right now, what he did will make perfect sense to him. Hear. “Well, Mr Onslow,” she leaned over the counter and I imagine she must have spoke in hushed tones, “yes, although I’ve seen it twice before when it came around the circuit the first time, but I would love to see it again. Wasn’t it a shame though, what happened to Miss la Mare’s husband? I think a lot of people will go to see it in sympathy of her losing her hero. And he wasn’t just playing a hero, Brad Gold was a true real life hero, I think. I am going to go with my friend Mavis, would you. I didn’t know what to do – Daddy was angry with me. I instinctively got up and followed him out, leaving our desserts on the table. “Daddy, wait, please!” I shouted as I got out into the warm air. He didn’t even look back, as he carried on walking, but I finally caught up with him. “You,” he started, his face seeming to be angry, then smiled wickedly, “deserve to be punished!” I smiled, relief washing over me. He grabbed my hand, pulling me behind the towel hut, and pushed me down to the. "I held up my left hand and shrugged apologetically."Cool. Okay, have fun pretty lady," he smiled, taking it well and turning around.He'd been a good looking man actually and I felt a little pitter-patter inside, just a fleeting temptation that any wife would feel, I imagined. It made me smile when I considered that the reason I'd rejected him was because he was black. That was very strange, considering I'd never dated a white man in my life. They were the ones I'd always shot down without a.