"As George's anger subsided, he got a good look at the 1950's exteriorof the motel that had not been painted in years. George shook his headat the bu...lding as he continued towards it, thinking, 'What a craphole. Did they put me up in the Bates Motel?'George pushed his way through lobby door and was greeted by the moteldesk clerk behind the counter. He then repeated to the women what therental company had told him."Oh, yes, we did get a reservation called in by them," the womenreplied before. I'm sure Fiona would have liked to have spent the rest of the evening getting to know me better without all these annoying clothes.I behaved, barely; I'm not sure holding each other's butts as we ground our crotches together was really playing by the book but if Fiona said nothing I would keep quiet too.Saturday night saw each of we three men seated beside our own younger daughter and our older girlfriend for the lack of a more definitive term. We exchanged kisses on arrival (passion starters). I don’t enjoy being spanked, I don’t like being paddled or other things used to make my ass sore. I was only doing it for the money.The InterviewI contacted the producer then had a meeting a few days later. It was a simple script with straight-ahead production; the way it was written I was playing-off of the producer/main actor and just reacting to what he said and did. That made it pretty easy. A short summary is that we are partners or lovers and I was arrested for shoplifting, the police. She was the widow of my dead ex-partner and, as far as I was concerned, a real nut burger, to put it mildly. Jim, my old partner had been a good friend. I owed him (and his family) I guess.While Susan was ditzy, she was also very beautiful and so was her young daughter, Jennifer. Jennifer, “Jen” to her friends, had been a marriage surprise. Susan thought she was putting on a few pounds when her doctor confirmed her pregnancy. Susan went from being a young trophy wife to becoming a mom, Jim.