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           Mostofthemtookthehint.

           ScreeningsofthenewmoviestookplaceatmidnightandJohnnyandNinoarrivedateleven.RoyMcElroyprovedtobe,atfirstsight,anenormouslylikableman,well-groomed,beautifullydressed.HegreetedJohnnyFontanewithasurprisedcryofdelight."Whatthehellareyoudoinghere?"hesaidwithgenuineastonishment.

           Johnnyshookhishand."I’mshowingmycountrycousinthesights.MeetNino."

           McElroyshookhandswithNinoandgazedathimappraisingly."They’lleathimupalive,"hesaidtoJohnny.Heledthemtotherearpatio.

           Therearpatiowasreallyaseriesofhugeroomswhoseglassdoorshadbeenopenedtoagardenandpool.Therewerealmostahundredpeoplemillingaround,allwithdrinksintheirhands.Thepatiolightingwasartfullyarrangedtoflatterfemininefacesandskin.ThesewerewomenNinohadseenonthedarkenedmoviescreenswhenhehadbeenateenager.Theyhadplayedtheirpartinhiseroticdreamsofadolescence.Butseeingthemnowinthefleshwaslikeseeingtheminsomehorriblemakeup.Nothingcouldhidethetirednessoftheirspiritandtheirflesh;timehaderodedtheirgodhead.Theyposedandmovedascharminglyasherememberedbuttheywerelikewaxfruit,theycouldnotlubricatehisglands.Ninotooktwodrinks,wanderedtoatablewherehecouldstandnexttoanestofbottles.Johnnymovedwithhim.TheydranktogetheruntilbehindthemcamethemagicvoiceofDeannaDunn.

           Nino,likemillionsofothermen,hadthatvoiceimprintedonhisbrainforever.