Slater held up a sketch of the logo. The type was fat, bold and sensuous.
'It's terrific,' commented Starlyn. 'Almost erotic.'
'That was the idea,' smiled Slater. 'Now, to the big ads. You said you wanted something for a two-page spread which would be released to the local newspapers and magazines. You see on the left-hand page a black background and cut-out cubes. Inside those cubes, heads of attractive models but not happy looking. The type reads, 'Being single and alone,' and the type of the next page reads, 'Then there's being single and together!'
The sketch depicted the five separated people playing some sort of party game involving passing oranges from under one's chin to another. They were laughing, well dressed and looked like they were having one hell of a time.
'It's exactly what I wanted, Reuben,' said Catch, as he initialed the ads. 'Now get on it as quickly as possible. I want the main two-page ads to start in two weeks, so we've got to get the others scattered about the media, titillating the imagination of the public.'
'Oh, by the way, Catch,' said Reuben. 'A friend of mine who's the editor of Wide Open Spaces just got wind of the project. He wants to do an interview and a big expensive spread.'
'That's great, but what's Wide Open Spaces?'
'It's sort of a society-oriented magazine which is distributed throughout the Southwest.'
'It's a very good magazine,' said Starlyn.
'Then have your friend give me a call, Reuben, and thanks for everything. I knew you'd do the best job and I'm always happy when my instincts are right.'
When they were back on the streets, Starlyn asked Catch, 'did you really think they were great?'
'Sure I did. I don't jerk off with my mouth. The guy's hit it right between the eyes. I'm sure we'll be inundated with memberships. How about taking a drive out to the club, Starlyn? We'll see how things are coming.'
'I'd love to… see how things are coming.' She fluttered her thick, coal-black lashes.
'I imagine it's going to be a little crowded at the country club today for any kind of carrying on.'
'How about my place later, Catch? I could whip us up a little dinner, crack open a bottle or two of Blue Nun, and we can see what happens.'
'You know what happens to me, Starlyn, when you start giving me smoldering looks.'
Catch grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into the doorway. He kissed her warmly on the lips and pressed his pelvis against hers. Starlyn could feel his prick pulsating in his pants.
'Fuck the Blue Nun. We'll have champagne.'
Catch parked on the driveway leading to the Bayou Country Club since the workmen were at work expanding the parking lot. He and Starlyn walked to the front of the building. Everything was getting a fresh coat of paint and next to the entrance to the driveway was a large sign which was being lettered by an artist. Catch caught him before he finished filling in the letters.
'There's no use doing that, old-timer. We've got a new logo coming.'
The old man looked distressed.
'Don't worry. You'll get paid for your time. I'll have the logo sent off to you tomorrow.'
'Yes sir, Mr. Callahan.'
The entrance hall and all the rooms throughout the country club were being covered with black and white tiles that looked like marble. 'They have a permanent finish, Catch. No waxing and the price was terrific,' Starlyn was saying. 'Now come into the different game rooms and I'll show you around.'
Starlyn had used most of the existing furniture in the different game rooms but had arranged it in such a way, blending in with her original designs, that instead of seeming staid and cold, the rooms now had the warmth of invitation and intimacy.
'You'll notice I designed all the lights to flatter the skin tones.'
'You should have done that for the old members,' laughed Catch.
'Just wait until you see what I've done to the old greenhouse. Follow me.'
Starlyn took Catch's hand and led him through the country club. Attached to the original country club was a gigantic greenhouse which in days past had once been used to grow orchids and other exotic flowers to use as table settings for tea dances.
The greenhouse was quite large and almost a story and a half high. When the popularity of the club had decreased, the door to the greenhouse had been locked and the few remaining plants were left to die.
Starlyn had the entire greenhouse cleared out. The broken panes were repaired and cleaned and the floor tiled.
When they entered, various men in overalls were arranging giant palms, fern, bamboo and other exotic plants in large white ceramic pots around the room.
'Incredible,' remarked Catch. 'What a difference it makes. It's going to be beautiful.'
'I want to hang a lot of plants from the ceiling and string an arrangement of tiny bead lights just above them. That way, when we don't have stars at night so big and bright, we can have them artificially. There's room for a bandstand down there. I found those gilt chairs at a restaurant which was going out of business and I bought them…'
'I know,' Catch laughed. 'For a song.'
'I think it will make a marvelous place for formal dances and special events.'
'It's really elegant, Starlyn. I couldn't really imagine what you had in mind.'
'I'm glad you trusted me enough to go ahead with it.'
'How soon will it be completed? When that magazine, what's its name?'
'Wide Open Spaces'
'When they interview us I'd like to have this serve as a backdrop.'
'There really isn't much more work to do on it, Catch. I found some interesting granite and marble statues which I want to set around here and there. They're very funky and very camp, in keeping with the room.'
They stayed at the country club until nearly six o'clock then drove back into the city to Starlyn's apartment.
'Anything we need to pick up from the store?'
'I've got it all,' replied Starlyn. 'As a matter of fact everything's already made. I did the salad this morning and I'm making veal picata.'
'Mmm, one of my favorite dishes, besides you.'
Starlyn shut the door and turned on the lights and stereo.
'I feel like a bath before dinner. It's been a long, hot day.'
'I'd like one, too.'
'Then why don't you join me?'
They took off their clothes and hung them up. Catch grabbed Starlyn around the waist and pulled her toward him. He kissed her on the tip of the nose.
'You're a very accommodating hostess.'
'Let me show you how accommodating I can be.'
She wrapped her fingers around his huge cock and led him into the bathroom.
Catch, who hadn't been in Starlyn's bathroom before, was surprised by its size. The walls were white stucco and in the center of the room was a large sunken tub. Above the tub was a skylight from which baskets of plants hung. The tub was more than large enough for two.
'You surprise me,' said Catch. 'I didn't quite expect this.'
'I had a boyfriend who was a very handy construction worker. He built it for me. Of course the owners of the building don't know anything about it.'
Starlyn started the water in the tub and added a dollop of bath oil.
'You know something, Catch? You've just given me an idea. Later, after the club's open, I think we're going to install some of these things in the new gym I have planned.'
'Oh, you didn't mention a gym before.'
'Didn't I? I meant to. I figured that the young singles are also diet conscious and body conscious and we ought to have one. Co-educational of course.'
'The same with the tubs?' she asked.
'Why not? It would be a great way for people to meet each other.'
