Soon they were sitting in the salon with their heads together and their hands flying.Grace and I were forgotten. Which was Ok..."Official Secrets Act?... Grace whispered.I raised my eyebrows and shrugged my shoulders, "Bergqvist?"Neither life had anything like this, Daddy was 4F, worked at Melling Drop Forge at night and lawyered during the day ... or so he said.Or so he said!What the fuck?"Grace, David. Antler! Lunch! Wendy Burgers!" Daddy hollered from the salon, "Take off!"Grace said, "Race. "You know… You three girls could all be so wonderful, but instead you all decided to be nasty bitches. It's a real shame," Brad started to lecture."Oh my God. A lecture! He wants to help us," said a surprised Betty "I'd rather be raped," said Rebecca."Brenda, would you really marry this stupid do-gooder?" asked Susan."You all just don't get it. I'm going to tell Brenda's dad what you three have been up to. Your time with Brenda is over." Brenda is an ADULT!" Betty countered defiantly, but. As she watched, David pulled Ann’s tee shirt off andthen unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor.David took one of her succulent tits in hand and thenhe moved his lips to her rock hard nipple and ran histongue over it.Ann reached down and unzipped his pants and pushedthem down. She began to rub the bulge in the frontof David�s briefs. When she found that his cock wasso hard it was straining at the thin material of hisshorts, she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of thebriefs and pulled. Wolfe Webber boiled the story down to its quintessence. And even the businessmen- visionary-Philistines who ran the studio dimly realized that as soon at they read his screenplay.= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =To clean it up, they brought in a young script doctor named Sarah Jubinsky.When she was introduced, Wolfe felt her presence like a blow to his heart, only what a very pleasant, lovingly padded punch it was. He was smitten, and didn't.