Weekend Party

You are about to hear a romantic drama, Weekend Party, adapted from a story in Street and Smith's Love Story magazine and featuring the Love Story girl in the role of Doris Blake. It is mid-summer, the air warm and languid, the late, smooth and inviting, just the setting for a Weekend Party.

Dot Quillen is giving one at her rustic lodge deep in the shadow of a murmuring forest. Dot and Doris Blake, her old schoolmate, are sneaking in a quick swim before the other guests arrived. Who does?

It's too heavenly having a lake like this all of your very own. What if you're the smoother sacrum? Yes, I kind of go for it myself. I wasn't so keen about it when Tom said he was going to buy a rustic lard.

I had visions of ants in the sugar and sleeping on pine boughs. You know the sort of thing you always think of when men talk about camping out. Instead of which it turns out to be box springs and linen sheets and caviar nights Well, that's my idea the only way to go back to nature

It would be a perfect Eden if only Tom hadn't had to stay over that stifling hot city Poor darling. I'm terribly sorry for it. You look at you What I want to know is what are you going to do without a man to wait on your hand and foot?

Well, John will just have to take over the duties of hostel You remember John Randall, don't you, Doris? My handsome six foot two Apollo Belvedere of a brother. Oh, do I remember him? He was my useful idol.