The older woman at the desk informed me that no appointment was necessary and buzzed me into the back of the establishment by unlocking the door. It w...s quite dark inside and my eyes had difficulty in adjusting to the dim light. I noticed right away that the lady in the front was Oriental and that the young lady sent to escort me to the massage room was also of that ethnic background. I was quick to perceive that the "SPA" was probably an all Oriental staff location like others I had run across. I had a target in mind and turned to my left and reached for Clint’s belt buckle. It was a moment of truth, and I would not have been the least surprised had he pushed me away. But he stood frozen, not moving a muscle, and my fingers went to work, unbuckling the belt. Clint was originally from Texas, and like many Texans he had a wide belt with a large buckle. Once his belt was open, I went for the button on his blue jeans, and then his zipper. Still, there was no resistance. I glanced over at. ?Well honey,I guess that?s what you want!? Irma smiled.Fogg said. ?Hey, I didn?t say it, she did!? July 19, 1968Irma let herself in the houseafter a day of shopping. Skippy and Fiona were surfing with friends, and thehuge house seemed empty. God, we?re rich now, Irma thought as she walkedthrough the big house. The ?Sterling and Miranda? show, one of the first onthat remarkable invention, television, had really brought in the greenbacks. Sterling Foggwas a household word now..and Miranda, the. He had been caught up in the pure joy of knowing she wasn’t really mad, but running from her as if she were, knowing that, sooner or later, he’d get to see them as well as feel them. He was new to all this sex stuff, though, and had been fishing at this spot in the creek all his life. In his mind, this wasn’t where you went swimming. You did that up the creek a ways. This was a fishing hole.“Hey!“ he blurted. “They’re scaring the fish away!”Johnnie Sue darted him a frowning look and saw his.