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Never guess who's back in town.

That old hot -pants bitch, Abigail Leslie.

Never thought she'd have the gall to come back.

I mean, not after all that mess and Tom Warren divorcing her like he did.

Well, aren't you surprised?

Why?

Bay Point is her hometown, too, same as it is ours.

I'm going for a drive by the ocean. See you, Trace.

I'm dying for some air.

Oh, me too, dancing with that Bill McCallister.

Every time we do it, it's so much better.

Hot water helps at times like these.

I'm afraid it was easy, Priscilla.

Too easy.

I'm, uh... I'm later than usual.

Think I wasn't gonna come?

Well, dang it.

I thought you'd be, uh... Damn.

Every Monday and Wednesday for the past two months, you come here to the

Oceanside and... And you're here every time, right?

Well, I at least expected you to ask me why I was late.

Okay.

Why were you late?

Oh, I see.

Old Timmy called me in and laid me off.

Oh, Chester.

Well, he had no call to keep me on, the way things are.

He can easily manage the station by himself.

Besides, I can...

I can always earn my keep as handyman.

Always something needing to be fixed.

Freeze your ass off out there.

Sure did.

But then I don't got nobody slaving and no laundry so as I can pay my bread

bill.

Of course, the little Chet earns helps.

Well, it won't help much no more.

Timmy laid him off today.

But don't fret.

We won't go hungry not so long as the bay don't dry up.

I can only feel sorry for Fiona May.

Her slaving over that mangling machine and her husband is sitting on shore when

he should be out in the bay, earning.

Alice Ann!

Nobody asked you.

I like sitting and watching this, sir.

I always come out here.

Even at this time of year.

My Aunt Drucie thinks I'm crazy.

There's something fresh and pure about salt air.

Gives one something to ponder on.

The sky over a winter sea.

You don't have a girl, do you, Chet?

I never had time for no gal.

But you have time for a sky over a winter sea?

And a secret rendezvous with a bored housewife?

I don't look at it that way, no, Hal.

Well, I better go.

Alice Ann will be wondering.

Does she know?

That we meet each other on your afternoons off?

No.

It's just as well.

I suspect your sister never thought very much of me.

I'll drive you into town if you want.

Drive me to the bus stop.

No sense in giving people something to talk about.

Damn, Howard.

He and I had a goddamn blow -up last night. Again?

What is it this time?

I just hate being left alone so much.

All he thinks about is his goddamn job.

I wish he never got that promotion.

My daddy offered him a boat ride.

No.

He wouldn't take it.

He's up to that sales manager job.

Shit.

I'm just tired of being alone so much while he's out there busying himself.

My daddy kept us in style.

But I... Tracy, Lila.

I see your dad still runs the old boatyard, eh, Trace?

I'm surprised to see you again, Abigail.

Yes, I'm sure you are.

Are you visiting or staying?

It all depends, Lila. It just depends.

Are you around?

The whole town's full of news she's back.

She's just rented the old handler place down on the point.

Right next to the Lillibridges. The Lillibridges?

You know, the big old boy who works at Timpson's gas station?

His sister, Alysanne.

Grubby little gal.

Was in our class.

Quit in the eighth grade.

You'd know her best from our gym class.

Or more from the locker room.

She always wore those dingy gray raggedy underclothes.

I know them.

I saw Alysanne last summer on the bay.

Dredging for clams.

And from the looks of her, she was still wearing the same underclothes.

I'm your new neighbor. I don't know if you remember me.

You're Abigail Leslie.

I remember you.

You lived up Canal in the respectable section.

You've probably heard their stories. I'm hardly respectable.

Yeah, I heard the tales.

Welcome anyway.

I've been handling fish. I won't offer my hand. Nothing wrong with handling

fish.

I ain't had time to shower or change my things yet.

I'm just very glad that you stuck out your hand to me, Allison.

Hey, I got an idea.

You ain't settled in yet.

Why don't you come by and have supper with Chester and me tonight?

That's very kind of you. I appreciate it.

But how about another night?

I'm sure to have at least one caller tonight.

Something should be worn only when one is absolutely nude.

You have a point there.

As a matter of fact, you have two very appealing points there.

I wish Aunt Drucy and Bo weren't coming tonight.

They're not due for almost two hours.

Two hours?

I haven't had this in years.

Well, I knew you were coming tonight, so I baked the shortbread. Who else would

eat it? You faker. You love shortbread.

Gail? Why are you back in Bayport?

How about some refreshment that's a little more adult, Layla?

I'll have a scotch.

Oh, that's good.

Oh, that's good.

Oh, God, that's good.

You see, no matter who I lay with or how many times at the end of the night, my

thoughts would return to Bay Point and all its narrow, shallow people.

Yeah, they're narrow and shallow, but they're really nice.

Well, take you, for instance.

You're really nice.

On the outside, you're a respectable housewife, devoted mother of two dear,

sweet little children.

On the inside, you're a cunt.

Abigail! Don't be so shocked, Lila.

Remember who you're talking to. I grew up with you.

You were as hot a little bitch as I was.

You had fantasies at the age of 12 that would make a call girl blush.

Yeah, we did a lot of crazy things when we were young.

I forgot.

The class of 1968.

Look at you.

Look at me.

My God, what a pair of knobby knees.

Yes, I hate to admit it, but Priscilla Sims photographed the best of those

The pep squad of 1967.

There's you and me again.

Two pairs of knobby knees.

Why is it that cheerleaders look more pretty today?

Oh, they eat better and fuck more.

Not in Bay Point.

The

two football

players from Lindhaven.

Remember how we snuck out and met them?

And we all went to one hotel room, the River Ford Motel.

Four of us changing partners all night long.

God, how we had to lie to make up for that.

You know she's back.

Don't you?

Priscilla! Tracy, you and me.

On the slide at the Jones Beach pool?

What bratty little urchins we were.

Well, I think we were only nine years old at the time.

Only Priscilla looks like a girl.

Yeah.

Always a little lady.

Hey.

Don't be angry, Prissy.

I've never heard her say anything against you.

Well, somebody did.

Tom Warren divorced me.

My parents retired to Florida.

Insane.

The people in the town smirk at me.

And my friends say, why did you come back?

Still, don't blame Chrissy.

She's really a good girl.

Yeah,

she's a good girl on the outside.

On the inside, she's a hot as little bitch as you or me.

Remember the time you and I caught her and Tracy in the bathhouse at the art

club?

There they were, each playing with themselves to see who could come off

Yeah, but they were only 11 or maybe 12 then.

Lila Harvey.

Wholeness does not get any less acute as one matures.

It tickles my nose and it tickles my toe.

I'm going to light it down, Mama.

You've got one of them hyperactive toilet zones.

Can I get your attention?

Oh!

The house of my mother. My sister has always been convinced I'm a terrible

tramp.

Oh, you bad boy.

I'll give you an hour and a half to stop.

Thank you. It was really good seeing you again.

Lila, I have longed for this moment for almost two years. Please don't be a

stranger. I'll visit again soon. Good.

That. May I help you, Priscilla?

Nothing to help with then, Trucy.

You know, she's in town.

If I hear that one more time, I'm going to scream.

The damn phone hasn't stopped ringing all day.

Does he know?

I don't know.

Why don't you find yourself a nice boy and bed down with him?

Nothing serious. Just see him once in a while.

I don't need an affair, Aunt Brucie.

And if I did, just how should I find a nice boy with nothing serious?

I'd be happy to loan you both.

He'd be happy, too.

It would take your mind off what Gordy and she might be doing.

There is something you can do, Aunt Drucie.

Bring the boys some cake.

Gordon, why are you here?

To see you.

I missed you.

I've missed you too.

Where's your car? I didn't see it parked that side.

I walked.

Of course.

It wouldn't do for someone to find your car outside my door.

Who's been fucking you the last two years?

Lots of people.

Then who's been fucking you?

You didn't go out in the bay today?

I thought I'd take a day for myself.

A day without the smell of fish and perspiration.

The smell of soap and clean cotton about me.

You got every right, Alysanne.

Every right.

You bet your buttons I do.

You're not even earning a copper. You stay out half the night, you stagger out

of bed at ten in the morning.

Alysanne, I just now got laid off.

Don't cry.

Oh,

Jesus. Never so long since you held me.

Never so long.

Oh.

I understand.

Stop it, please. All right?

No.

It's got to go.

Tyler said there might be some work for me down at the boatyard, cleaning up.

Did you know that old man Chesterton hired Tyler to look after the boatyard

during the winter?

Anything to keep off of the bay.

Aunt Ruthie, I just sense I'm in for a lecture.

You can rely on it.

Priscilla, you're so tight -ass, you make me want to cry.

Tight -ass isn't the word, Aunt Ruthie. I'm demure.

Well, whatever it is you choose to call what you are is why Gordy is there.

Because one thing she ain't, honey, is demure.

He isn't there.

He's at his office.

He's out.

For the entire morning.

I tried before I came.

Look for them.

Let me send over Beau.

Take him to your room.

He'll spread you and a little cheer.

I guarantee when it's over you won't give a damn who Gordy screws.

Nor how often.

Aunt Drucy?

From having a flirtation with a boy.

Did he get into your panties?

Look, baby.

Those little romantic interludes are just fine.

They feed a girl's ego.

But what a woman really needs are those hot, lust, slippery moments.

When the world could come to an end and you wouldn't give a damn.

Let me send over Bo.

I wouldn't know what to say to him when he got here.

He jokes all the time. I don't have a sense of humor.

But you have a place for him to plug in.

Then all you have to do is lie back and moan ever so demurely.

You were right, Aunt Drucy.

I am very tight -assed.

What are you going to do about Priscilla?

Why do we have to do anything?

She'll know.

She didn't know before.

That was before... before she caught us.

You wouldn't leave her, would you?

Oh, well, it'll be all right for you.

You know, Priscilla in the night and me for an occasional matinee.

Just like the old days.

Come in, come in.

I was checking to see if you needed anything at the market.

I was figuring to head in the direction of town.

No, no, don't need anything.

Come in and sit for a while.

Mmm, somebody's baking.

Shortbread. I'm crazy for some shortbread. Oh, with strawberry jam, so

I'll be ready in a half hour if you'd like to wait.

I'll wait.

Good.

My. You're looking crisp and sweet today.

Oh, how good it does me.

Boys just don't seem to look in my direction.

I bet you never even gave them a chance.

Have you ever had a beau?

At one time.

What happened to him?

Lasted a number of years.

Like everything else, I suppose it just cooled off.

Was it a real affair with sex and everything?

Everything.

Well, that ain't so bad now, is it?

You'd almost come, couldn't you?

Couldn't you?

Oh, I'm stuffed.

You're pretty.

Now I remember what you used to look like when you were about 14.

I think you used to swim in the creek behind our house naked.

You didn't even care who was looking, did you?

I was pretty sassy in those days.

Did you have that same bow then?

I bet you were screwing him already.

Nothing to be ashamed of. I lost my virginity when I was 12 in the Methodist

cemetery.

I loved it then.

I love it more now.

Miss Howe?

What are you doing here?

It ain't Monday nor Wednesday.

I... I just came out here because I... needed to be alone for a while.

Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Howe. I'll go on my way directly.

Oh, no, don't go.

I'm glad we bumped into each other.

Are you sad, Miss Howe?

Are you Chester?

Yeah.

I'm thinking about leaving Bay Point.

Oh.

I'll miss our Monday and Wednesday... dates.

So will I.

Alice Ann will miss you.

Yeah.

But maybe then she'd find somebody.

I loved it too with...

With that boy I used to come lots of times

warm wet He used to do everything

just like I liked it we learned from each other I

Don't think I could enjoy sex with anybody else

Well, I certainly don't have that problem. I could make love five times a

seven days a week, as long as someone different was there every time I bounced

into bed.

Allison, have you ever made love with another girl?

I have.

Lots of times.

Does that frighten you?

Your nipples.

They're very live.

Very exciting to me.

Give me your tongue, damn it. Give it to me.

Take your skirt off, Allison.

I'm sure they'll need a handyman.

Please stay, Chester. Don't go away.

Why'd you say that, Ms. Howe?

Because I want you to stay.

I have to go back now, Chester.

It was nice, warm and wet.

We'll do it lots of times.

We'll do it with other people, and we'll do it in many

different ways.

Hi, Miss Leslie. Hello.

You got a boat here?

No, Chad, I'm just waiting for a friend.

Hi. Oh, hi.

Wouldn't you say he's a rather attractive young man?

Yeah.

I'm glad you could slip away.

Here's our boat over there.

Ah.

What's in your mind?

Oh, double dating, just like in the old days.

Sharing the same motel room?

Oh, that would be overnight.

I couldn't get away for the night, no.

You can still cram a lot of activity into an evening and be home by 11.

Still, it would take a lot of lying.

I don't know if it's worth it.

Would it be worth it if your partner was Gordon Howell?

in my wildest dream.

You're joking. No, I'm not joking, no.

I have, you could say, a special connection with Gordon.

Keep going on your lies. Go on.

Oh,

hi, Miss Leslie. Hello.

Um, Alice Ann tells me that you do repair work. Mm -hmm. I need a handyman.

need him right away.

Well, I'm working here right now.

Uh... Well, I get $3 an hour.

Hmm.

Well, here's $10 for three hours' work and a tip.

What's the job?

Job? Uh... Plumbing.

I have a leak, and I need it plugged.

By an expert, of course.

Meet me at my house as soon as you can get there.

The job can be done in the bedroom.

Why, uh... Now just relax.

Just relax.

Worry about a thing.

Uh...

Miss Leslie.

Miss Leslie.

Miss Leslie, you're going to get me all head up and, well, you'll be sorry.

Oh, I doubt it.

That was fabulous.

You must have spent a lot of time developing those techniques.

Chad, who was the boyfriend that Alice Ann went with all those years?

Boyfriend? Alice Ann never had no boyfriend.

She never gave no boy a second look.

Except you.

That was where you learn to make love like you do she taught you what girls

really like Don't worry your secret safe as long

as you treat me nice

Oh

Abigail's all right.

She's a free spirit Tricia I couldn't agree with you Abigail's a troublemaker

She always was, and she always will be.

Could we change the subject, please?

I'm a little tired of discussing Gayle Leslie.

Where did you say Gordon was tonight?

He's at a business meeting.

My Howard's always going to those stupid conferences in the city.

But if you ask me, I think they're going there to fool around.

Priscilla, are you ill?

No, I just have a headache.

Priscilla?

I have just what you need.

What is that?

My instant tension reliever. It looks obscene.

Come on, let's go in the bedroom, away from these prying eyes.

You know, Tracy, you're right about those conferences.

I used to be a conference director for a hotel down in Atlanta.

Boy, oh, howdy.

You'd be surprised at what used to go on in the name of a conference.

Cheers.

Oh, Chester, I feel like running out the back door.

And of course you know Chad.

Fine. And Lila.

Go on, kiss her.

Squeeze her tits for Christ's sake.

He's with her, you know.

Right now.

Of course he is.

But he screws you regularly?

More often than usual.

And is it good?

It's good.

So why complain?

How can you get this?

I feel

so

guilty leaving Bo and Tracy out there together.

Oh, don't worry about them.

If we leave them there long enough, Bo will have her screwed.

Aunt Rosie.

Well, he will.

I've got a confession to make.

I've always had a tremendous yearning for you.

Me? Yeah, you.

I've got the worst case of the hots I've ever had in my life.

Yeah, feel.

What if

they should come in?

Who?

come in?

Well, they're in there moaning and groaning right now, hoping the hell we

hear them.

Didn't you see the shape of that gadget?

Woohoo!

I'm glad you invited me.

You're welcome.

Oh, you don't have any panties on, Lila.

I wanted to be ready for you.

They'll come in.

Gail?

I want to ask you something, and I don't know how.

Let me help you.

You want to ask me to go away, leave Bayport, to

leave your husband to you, right?

I don't know. I thought that's what I wanted.

I was going to come here and beg you to leave.

To leave Gordon to me.

But I know that's not really what I want.

I want you to help me.

Help me be free.

Like you.

You might not be happy being free.

Help me.

Please help me.

I don't know what you're driving at, Tracy.

Hello. Hi.

Oh, the boss's daughter.

Man, I'd sure love to throw the old meat to her.

You keeping something

from me, Lilo Rachel?

I could always tell, you know.

Come on, tell old Tracy.

You'll feel better if you do.

You made it with my Howard.

I always knew you liked him. I haven't been anywhere near Howard.

That's funny.

Because I almost wish you had.

I've been seeing Abigail Leslie.

Tracy.

I let her make love to me.

A homosexual?

I liked it.

A lot.

It's something I've always tried to put out of my mind.

Ever since you and I.

Do you remember?

I've never forgotten that, Lila, but it was a long time ago.

We were young.

But I liked it then, too.

So did I, Lila.

So did I.

Abigail wants you to come over to her house sometime.

I couldn't.

Hey, you know who's back in town?

Abigail Leslie.

You know the one she lives next door to you, right?

Hey, I bet... I bet all I have to do is go over, wrap her in her door, climb

right into the sack with her.

She's as much as invited me already.

Was it nice, Priscilla?

You know, I dreamed a long time about that happening.

And I felt that when it did, I would be afraid.

But I wasn't.

Your nipples, Priscilla.

They always shook me whenever I saw them.

Even before you had breasts to speak of.

I wanted to touch them and make your nipples hide.

I wanted to pull on them and I

even had fantasies of

Bringing milk to the tips of my fingers.

Oh, please let me go home, Gail.

Gordon, I'm sorry I'm late. I'll get dinner started right away.

Why don't we just go to Rainey's for a steak, okay?

Okay, fine.

I'll get cleaned up.

You're doing okay?

I feel wonderful.

Why do you ask?

Just a little fast.

Gordon Do us both a favor Don't worry about me

Perhaps it's because it was all forbidden.

But I find it very exciting.

Have you told Jerry?

Do you tell Howard everything?

No, Jerry might not accept things.

I'm not unhappy, Tracy.

Jerry is kind and considerate.

Then why did you do that?

I told you I find it very exciting.

Abigail Leslie has always been exciting to me.

Has always touched the erotic in me.

Touch. Her mouth.

It drives me nuts. What do you want from me?

I can't, Lola.

Bay sort of sullen in the winter ain't it The oceans more

alive I got me into the habit of going to the ocean on Mondays and Wednesdays

Today's Wednesday

I Can't I

can't make it today That's a pity

Hello, Tracy.

Abigail.

What are you doing here?

I wanted to talk to you.

We're having a small gathering at my house tonight.

Priscilla and Lila are coming. Priscilla?

She's coming to your place?

Yes.

And I thought that you might like to come. You know, in the old days, we

foreswore we would never be... Not me, Abigail.

Why?

Because I'm afraid.

I'm afraid of you, Abigail.

Lila wasn't afraid of me, Tracy. Lila's not unhappy at home.

I'm miserable.

I'm vulnerable.

Vulnerable as hell.

The girls are coming around to eat, Tracy.

Remember the slumber parties?

Ah, yes, and how we used to cuddle together.

We were great friends, weren't we? Yeah. Certainly were.

Are you afraid, Lila?

Not really.

I'm excited.

Very excited.

Good old Tracy.

For somebody that protested a great deal, she certainly did howl for joy

all ganged up on her, didn't she?

You're amused by us, aren't you, Gail?

When we start howling and we let ourselves go.

No, I'm turned on by it.

My mother once told me that I was oversexed, but I don't think so.

I happen to like the way I am, whatever way that is.

Hi, Miss Howe.

Miss Leslie.

Oh, I hope I'm not interrupting anything.

Mr. Anderson wants me to pull in his duck blind for him.

Damn it, Bo, how did you get in here?

Well, the door was wide open.

It might have been nice of you to invite me over here, Miss Leslie.

You mean I get to make love to both you pretty ladies?

Bo, why don't you just shut up and take your clothes off?

Why, anything to please the lady.

Well, who's yours? I hope you don't object.

Really different.

Yes. Now you're getting the idea.

You know, Chrissy always knew this day would come.

I'm very flattered.

Well, I thought you would be.

Lila and I have had a girl -to -girl talk and Abigail there's Something I

discuss with you.

I love you, Priscilla.

You love me?

Yes, I have for a long time.

I want you to come away with me.

I can't, Gail.

You never cared for me.

Oh, you're wrong, Gail.

I love you. I always have.

Deeply.

But I can't go away with you.

I have to.

I'm bored with it all now.

You've proved it already, haven't you?

Yes, I've proved it.

Have you told the others you're going?

There's no point Goodbye, Priscilla

No two ways about it.

Abigail's left us.

I wonder why.

Think I'll rent this old place.

But why?

She's gone.

We're not.

Neither are Tracy and the others.

They need a place to meet.

I have lovely breath too, Phil.

What did you say?

I said I love you.

But...

Will

you call me Priscilla?

I mean, right now... You never call me Priscilla. You always call me Miss Howe.

Priscilla.

Priscilla, I love you.

Do you love Priscilla enough to go away with her?

Go away?

Away from Bay Point?

Once you said you wanted to leave Bay Point, and I asked you to stay.

Now I'm asking you to go with me.

Don't you see, Chester, it's the only way it can work for both of us.

Yeah, but can it work?

I mean, you know about me and Gail and the others.

Well, what about what you know about me?

No, Chester, we can only try.

But even trying has to be done away from here.

In Bay Point, we'll drown in our past. There can never be a future.

Come with me.

Let's try.