" A regular D.W. Griffith, that's what you are," Goldie said and blew a cloud of cigarette smoke out her window.Stevie explained the simple plot to th...em as Bud left the town and searched for the dirt road that would take them to where Stevie wanted to film. Stevie, excited at the prospect of making a movie, became quite animated as he described the story."All right. Bud's a traveling salesman. It's hot, he's tired, and he pulls off the road to take a piss. He looks through the bushes as he's. I began going about elsewhere, sleeping with Louise at times; but she was always pestering me about being in the family way, which annoyed me; and wanted such a lot of ballocking, that that annoyed me also. My cousin Fred wanted me to go to Paris with him, Louise said I was going to forsake her. One night after dining with her, coming out we met my cousin Fred, no-thing put him off, and he would walk with us. The next day he said in his old unchaste way, which some years in India had not. “Singer, she’s fuckin brilliant, Chrissie Amphlett, younger cousin of Little Pattie; guitarist is a guy called Mark McEntee. If you get a chance, get yourself to see them, but she’s dynamite, and I think Allison could be just as good as she is, given the right songs.”The names sounded familiar, they could be the two young musicians that I had met when performing with Salamon at the Antler several years previously. I would see if I could find where they were playing, and get to see them. Maybe. "I'm Sammy Jones and I'd like to introduce you to my friend Jennie."As Kathy flounced onto the camera with her red hair and tits bouncing with every step as she walked to the bed and sat down next to Dannie Ken asked, "why didn't you use your real names, sis?" In case someone else got ahold of the movie," Dannie answered, "this way they don't have our real names so it won't be as easy to find us. Even though we use fake names we tell our real stories."On the screen Kathy turned to the camera.