Organization: Penn State University
Date: Fri, 24 Jul 1992 14:12:58 EDT
From: <MZ6@psuvm.psu.edu>
Newsgroups: rec.arts.tv.soaps
Subject: B&B: Efficient update Fri. 7/24

Thanks for the nice comments about these updates, and here is the
scoop for Friday.  (This is going out early--I was busy but caught
the soap in real time)

It is closing time at the Bikini, and Los Angeles is settling down for
a hot summer night.

Bill and Darla are still exuberant from their night of drink and dancing,
and Bill invites Darla to his place.

Felicia is flirting with her two men, and then excuses herself for a
moment.  Sly grabs the moment to interrogate Zack about the visits of
the grimy dude in black--Zack puts him off....it's no problem as long
as Sly keeps hiding him.

Over at Bill's apartment, Thorne and Karen are playing cards.  Karen asks
if there isn't something he'd rather be doing, and Thorne starts to
move in for a kiss.  Karen pulls back and says she was referring to
Macy.  This conversation is stalled, however, by the sound of Bill returning
home.  Karen and Thorne can hear that he has brought his date with him,
and hide to see who she is.

Bill and Darla come in for a nightcap.  She is wearing his suit jacket
over her bikini.  Karen checks out what "type" Darla is, but Thorne's
jaw almost falls off at the notion of Darla (with her "reputation")
dating Bill.  Suspecting there may be unviewable activities ahead,
Thorne suggests to Karen that they should both exit out the back door.

Bill and Darla, meanwhile, simply have a reflective conversation and a kiss
on the balcony.  This is the beginning of a sweet romance.

Temperatures are rising at the Forrester condo, where Eric is still staring
intently at Sheila's bubble-covered body.  Eric is clearly tempted,
and seems to want to take her invitation to join him.  He dips his
hand in the bathwater, and sponges off Sheila's raised, dripping, shiny,
soft (oh, I'm running on) leg.

Sheila settles back, talking about fantasies--but Eric dashes out of the
bathroom and sits on his bed.  Sheila dons one of Brooke's shorty robes
and apologizes for offending Eric.  Eric is a troubled man, and he
hastily puts back on a shirt (he had been without one all this time).
He MUST stick with Brooke through Better and Worse.  Sheila compliments
Eric for taking his vows seriously.

After a good night kiss, Sheila retires to her bedroom, where she is
exuberant.  "He wants me, he really wants me" she says in a routine that
comes across like Sally-Field-on-a-hot-tin-roof.  "Watch out,Brooke" she
whispers.

Meanwhile, romance is in bloom on the beach, as Felicia and Zack have
pillows propped against rocks on the beach.  Felicia wants to say she
is falling in love with our James-Dean-for-today (thanks Eric Taylor),
but is afraid to mouth the words first.  Zack talks about his
communions with the stars (seriously!) and about his good fortune.
They kiss--quite passionately--and then Felicia excuses herself
with "I'll be back in a moment".  I was SURE she was getting birth
control--that was the kind of scene it was.  Zack takes the private moment
to thank the stars for his job, and his girl....Things are going well!

Felicia's absence is the perfect opportunity for the grimy dude, who
springs out of the bushes and glowers at Zack.  Zack is genuinely
terrified, and starts to tremble.  The grimy dude reaches for a gun,
and calls Zack a "killer" and says it is his time "to pay".
Clever, Zack picks up a fist full of sand and throws it in the
grimy dude's face.  Grimy dude drops the gun, rubs his eyes, and
falls to the floor.  Zack takes the opportunity to make a run for
it and disappears.  (The set is pretty shaky, and Zack looks like
he has knocked over some "bushes" during his energetic run).

At this moment Felicia appears.  (Grimy dude had quizzed Zack about
"your new girl", and Zack had retorted angrily "You leave her out
of this").  Felicia has put on long pants, and she is calling
for Zack.  "Are you playing hide and seek with me?"  Meanwhile,
the grimy dude is in the bushes, staring angrily at her.

And that, dear friends, is that.

Mike at Penn State