She was excited and nervously giggling, as we bundled him into the back seat and closed the door,We took our prisoner out of town to my farm, deep in ...he countryside, where his voice would not be heard, dragging him down into the cellar, and bound his hands and feet together, and covered his head with a dark bag, was he in for a shock, when he awoke in the morning.We retired upstairs, opened a bottle of wine, and drank deeply. We were on a high and I suspect having a male prisoner, at our beck. Then I called the city manager, and made arrangements for a state funeral.Then I called John Jr, and talked about how to explain what was happening to Albert. He shared his experiences and memories, making suggestions. I invited him and Carolyn to the funeral, which he accepted.Another call, Zach Thompson was very understanding, and said he would put everyone to work on the project immediately. I thanked him, and moved on to my next call.“John, thanks for calling. I was about to try to get hold. Everything is worn and disgustingly familiar. Old cheap shit. His Mom sits on the couch, he sits on the stuffed chair by the window, his Dad stands by the fireplace. He knows his Dad is angrier than he's ever seen him. He feels both scared and triumphant. He knows that there is nothing they can do that he can't trump.His mother goes, "Darling, we both think that your seeing this boy is a real mistake." Jesus that's an understatement!" his father shouted. "That kid!" Dan, you promised to let me. .. calm yourself or the story will never get told. From the beginning, and cool... Weird Harold was really freaked when I told him about Hollywood and the commercial try-out. He "put his foot down" and said no wife of his was going to get involved with all those L.A. faggots. I said that was fine with me and that he'd hear from my lawyer in the morning. Old Groveling Bear shit his pants when I started packing. He got really mealy mouthed, whining and whimpering about how he didn't mean it and.