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Show 14, Jeffries, Islamorada yourself into a corner, then pretty soon you're out there doing the yardwork and it's that American Gothic-what the kids call the Kellogg's Cornflakes scene, these marriage propositions, I don't know maybe you're getting in on the tail end of it; if this living together thing really catches on, if the marriage promotion breaks down, then who will tell the old wives' tales?" The librarian made a little pouting face, and Frank looked into his drink, then grinned up maliciously, "Well, anyway, this Dorian Clayton here, s'got two fine young ladies, each only mildly dysfunctional: a technical virgin and a. . .a midget!" "So long, Frank." "Stick around Clayton-you owe us a drink-" then louder, "Oh I forgot, you're out of work. . ." Three beauty operators and a cocktail waitress frowned at Dorian Clayton. Common Akron women. They did not like guys who were Not Holding Down a Job. Their idea of a good time was to get grandma with the inevitable kid and go to Vegas with a bookie and catch Liberace and Wayne Newton. Or to hold out for the big one: Hawaii and Don Ho. |