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suppose. C mon over, we ll wait.. A third voice broke into the conversation:
.Who s coming over? Who re we waiting for?. Stag had come in off the fire
escape, seen the girl, and heard Shelly s end of the conversation. Now he
had again taken control; a few words and he was in charge. .Hold it a
minute, Jeanie ... hey ... oh hell, she hung up, Stag. It was Jean. She has
some contracts, she s on her way over. I told her we d wait.. Stag looked
over the girl critically. Her skin was a honeytan, and her body was firm,
tight, built the way teen-aged girls had never been built when Shelly had
been that age and the girls wore colored bobby sox and pennies in their
loafers. Stag liked what he saw. He didn t want to wait for Jean and the
contracts, lose any of the two hours he had. Today was quickie day. Every day
was quickie day. The original Stag Preston was hungry, and felt no need to
wait for his dinner. .I don t feel like waiting. I m going up to the hotel
for a rest.. He turned to the little redhead with the ponytail and the large
chest. .Hi, I m Stag Preston, who re you?. The smile was straight out of the
Crocodile That Swallowed Captain Hook. She colored and answered softly, .I m
Marlene. I m President of the Secaucus Stag Preston Fan Club.. She beamed.
Stag turned to Shelly with a questioning glance. Spider Kiss by Harlan
Ellison 201 .New Jersey,. Shelly explained. Ohhh, Stag made a wide
head-movement back to Marlene. .Oh, sure, of course! Secaucus, New Jersey.
Great town, very pretty.. Shelly died a little inside as Stag called an
industrial town more marshland-and-stink than habitation a .great town.. It
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was customary when riding the tollways past Secaucus to place thumb and
forefinger over nose, and pray. But the busty redhead swallowed the schmaltz
and continued beaming. As Stag studied his prey, deciding what gambit would
be least taxing to get the chick up to the hotel room, Shelly studied Stag.
In the clean sunlight coming off the fire escape he was quite a different
image from the one thrown against nightclub dims or onstage spots. He was no
longer the young and vital Stag of Louisville days, or that night in
Cleveland when ABC-Paramount Records had first seen him. He drinks too much
now, Shelly thought, cataloging what he could see in the planes and lines of
Stag s face. He's running in company too fast and worthless. And no one can
tell him anything. He won't last past forty; the gaff'll kill him. A voice
deep inside added, If we're lucky. Yet Shelly realized Stag s popularity had
not waned. If anything, it had grown, by the mystic underground
communication system of the teen-agers who loved him. Teen-agers just like
sexy little Marlene here. A girl who was going to be main course on Stag s
next meal. .Well, listen ... uh, Marlene? Marlene. Listen, I m a little
beat, you can understand.. She nodded on schedule. .And Spider Kiss by
Harlan Ellison 202 I ve got to go up to my hotel for about an hour or so,
but since I ve met you I d like to give you a souvenir, a memento you know,
somethin. personal of mine to keep. How d you like that?. Ding ding ding!
Shelly s eyes rolled up in his head at that one. Had Marlene been anything
but a precocious teen-ager, brought up on the saliva of confession magazines,
toothpaste ads that guaranteed her charm as well as protection, and a
distorted Hollywood view of life in our times, she would have laughed the
crude proposal back into Stag s teeth. But all her sex had been on the sofa
in the rec room while Mom and Dad watched the big tv upstairs, or in the rear
seat of a compact car while the drive-in movie raged above, so she turned
crimson again and nodded agreement. .Great,. Stag said enthusiastically.
.Shelly, you stick here and wait for Jeanie with the contracts. I ll just
walk Marlene over to the.. .I m coming along.. Stag s face got hard
suddenly. .I said you could wait, here, Shelly. I ll walk Marlene over to
the.. .I m coming.. His jaw muscles jumped, and his mouth worked, but he did
not repeat himself. More words and it would become apparent that there was
something not quite proper in what Stag had suggested, or it might even
(Heaven forbid!) convey the impression that Stag was not sovereign of all he
surveyed. .Okay, sure, Shel,. Stag agreed with the bite of the asp in his
voice. Spider Kiss by Harlan Ellison 203 Shelly wrote a note to Jean
Friedel asking her to leave the contracts. It was obvious to Shelly that had
Jean not called to say she was coming over, Stag would not have bothered
taking the girl to the hotel, he would have made his play here in the
dressing room. They left by the stage entrance and as they emerged from the
fire door, Marlene gave a squeal and ran to her friends still clustered and
waiting. Stag bolted to the waiting taxi; Shelly lagged.without spoken
instructions.for the girl. .Listen, listen, hey, I m goin. over to Stag s
hotel for a souvenir. Listen, you come on along and wait outside downstairs
and I ll get him to wave to you,. Marlene burbled. .I ll get him to step to
the window with me an. an. an. Trudy, hey, you take a pictchuh of us willya,
huh?. Her words were excited, tripping, confused in pleasure. Trudy.the fat [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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suppose. C mon over, we ll wait.. A third voice broke into the conversation:
.Who s coming over? Who re we waiting for?. Stag had come in off the fire
escape, seen the girl, and heard Shelly s end of the conversation. Now he
had again taken control; a few words and he was in charge. .Hold it a
minute, Jeanie ... hey ... oh hell, she hung up, Stag. It was Jean. She has
some contracts, she s on her way over. I told her we d wait.. Stag looked
over the girl critically. Her skin was a honeytan, and her body was firm,
tight, built the way teen-aged girls had never been built when Shelly had
been that age and the girls wore colored bobby sox and pennies in their
loafers. Stag liked what he saw. He didn t want to wait for Jean and the
contracts, lose any of the two hours he had. Today was quickie day. Every day
was quickie day. The original Stag Preston was hungry, and felt no need to
wait for his dinner. .I don t feel like waiting. I m going up to the hotel
for a rest.. He turned to the little redhead with the ponytail and the large
chest. .Hi, I m Stag Preston, who re you?. The smile was straight out of the
Crocodile That Swallowed Captain Hook. She colored and answered softly, .I m
Marlene. I m President of the Secaucus Stag Preston Fan Club.. She beamed.
Stag turned to Shelly with a questioning glance. Spider Kiss by Harlan
Ellison 201 .New Jersey,. Shelly explained. Ohhh, Stag made a wide
head-movement back to Marlene. .Oh, sure, of course! Secaucus, New Jersey.
Great town, very pretty.. Shelly died a little inside as Stag called an
industrial town more marshland-and-stink than habitation a .great town.. It
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was customary when riding the tollways past Secaucus to place thumb and
forefinger over nose, and pray. But the busty redhead swallowed the schmaltz
and continued beaming. As Stag studied his prey, deciding what gambit would
be least taxing to get the chick up to the hotel room, Shelly studied Stag.
In the clean sunlight coming off the fire escape he was quite a different
image from the one thrown against nightclub dims or onstage spots. He was no
longer the young and vital Stag of Louisville days, or that night in
Cleveland when ABC-Paramount Records had first seen him. He drinks too much
now, Shelly thought, cataloging what he could see in the planes and lines of
Stag s face. He's running in company too fast and worthless. And no one can
tell him anything. He won't last past forty; the gaff'll kill him. A voice
deep inside added, If we're lucky. Yet Shelly realized Stag s popularity had
not waned. If anything, it had grown, by the mystic underground
communication system of the teen-agers who loved him. Teen-agers just like
sexy little Marlene here. A girl who was going to be main course on Stag s
next meal. .Well, listen ... uh, Marlene? Marlene. Listen, I m a little
beat, you can understand.. She nodded on schedule. .And Spider Kiss by
Harlan Ellison 202 I ve got to go up to my hotel for about an hour or so,
but since I ve met you I d like to give you a souvenir, a memento you know,
somethin. personal of mine to keep. How d you like that?. Ding ding ding!
Shelly s eyes rolled up in his head at that one. Had Marlene been anything
but a precocious teen-ager, brought up on the saliva of confession magazines,
toothpaste ads that guaranteed her charm as well as protection, and a
distorted Hollywood view of life in our times, she would have laughed the
crude proposal back into Stag s teeth. But all her sex had been on the sofa
in the rec room while Mom and Dad watched the big tv upstairs, or in the rear
seat of a compact car while the drive-in movie raged above, so she turned
crimson again and nodded agreement. .Great,. Stag said enthusiastically.
.Shelly, you stick here and wait for Jeanie with the contracts. I ll just
walk Marlene over to the.. .I m coming along.. Stag s face got hard
suddenly. .I said you could wait, here, Shelly. I ll walk Marlene over to
the.. .I m coming.. His jaw muscles jumped, and his mouth worked, but he did
not repeat himself. More words and it would become apparent that there was
something not quite proper in what Stag had suggested, or it might even
(Heaven forbid!) convey the impression that Stag was not sovereign of all he
surveyed. .Okay, sure, Shel,. Stag agreed with the bite of the asp in his
voice. Spider Kiss by Harlan Ellison 203 Shelly wrote a note to Jean
Friedel asking her to leave the contracts. It was obvious to Shelly that had
Jean not called to say she was coming over, Stag would not have bothered
taking the girl to the hotel, he would have made his play here in the
dressing room. They left by the stage entrance and as they emerged from the
fire door, Marlene gave a squeal and ran to her friends still clustered and
waiting. Stag bolted to the waiting taxi; Shelly lagged.without spoken
instructions.for the girl. .Listen, listen, hey, I m goin. over to Stag s
hotel for a souvenir. Listen, you come on along and wait outside downstairs
and I ll get him to wave to you,. Marlene burbled. .I ll get him to step to
the window with me an. an. an. Trudy, hey, you take a pictchuh of us willya,
huh?. Her words were excited, tripping, confused in pleasure. Trudy.the fat [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]