But I had to settle for Louise's after-the-fact account, back at work on Monday, of her part of that evening's festivities. But that wasn't so bad: Lo...ise can tell a good story."I think I scared Tad half to death, speeding through the streets looking for a drug store, Louise said. "I knew exactly where to go, of course, but I wanted to give you and Don all the time you could possibly need, and, anyway, I was having fun with ol' Tad."I took him past two all-closed-up stores before finally. ? It was a while beforeChristina got on stage, and she went to the butcher who had a tent at the fair.Neither the Brettsons, nor the Johnsons, bought any meat at the auction, butMr. Brettson went over and talked to the buyer from ?Spit?n?grill? to hearabout his daughter. ?? ?She?s going on the grill in half an hour,just here at the fair!? Mr. Brettson reported to his wife and son. ?? ?Well, we really must try her, then!? smiledMrs. Brettson.? The family left theauction tent and went down the. Underneath she wore a tiny pair of white silk pants, which were only about one centimetre wide at the sides, further accentuating her sun tan. She motioned for me to remove those as well, not saying a word.Her completely naked body was just as I had imagined, and completely sun tanned, not a white spot anywhere.As if sensing no protest from me as I closed my eyes again, she straddled me, one knee on either side of my hips. I opened my eyes to watch fascinated at this new experience as she sat. I, on the other hand, was allowed to read them only when she was almost ready for the final draft to begin. Then we had a day long consult on the structure and dialogue. Her sense of dialogue was shit, but her sense of layout of the script was much better than my own.I remember that it was a Monday morning with Harold Hanes, the executive producer and penny pincher, of the new show called, I was thrilled. We had called it ‘Researcher’, it most likely would be changed before the pilot was.