My character: Rachel Dunaway
Her age: 27
Her occupation: hair stylist
Her marital status: Married
Lives where: Beaumont Tennessee
Children: no
Husband: Albert, age 45, an auto worker at the VW plant. High School education.
Her Dream: To own a ranch and horses.
Her dominant attitude: To make something of herself before starting a family. She wants to attend University of Tenn in Chattanooga, 20 miles away.
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"I ain't having no sex with you unless you get one of them big rubbers over there."
each of these words weighed on Albert like a large brick.
" I ain't in no mood for rubbers. As of this moment, I ain't in no mood no more anyhow. You have a way of just ruining everything with your concerns about getting pregnant. What would be so bad about that?”
" Listen to you. You wouldn't be the one to care for those babies. Life would be just fine for you. You come home, play with the little darlings a few minutes, then I would wash 'em, and put 'em to sleep, and get up with 'em 1st thing in the morning, spend the balance of the next 20 years trying to cajole them out of the house. In the meantime you be doing just fine with your buddies playing poker and smoking cigars."
Her age: 27
Her occupation: hair stylist
Her marital status: Married
Lives where: Beaumont Tennessee
Children: no
Husband: Albert, age 45, an auto worker at the VW plant. High School education.
Her Dream: To own a ranch and horses.
Her dominant attitude: To make something of herself before starting a family. She wants to attend University of Tenn in Chattanooga, 20 miles away.
_______________________________
"I ain't having no sex with you unless you get one of them big rubbers over there."
each of these words weighed on Albert like a large brick.
" I ain't in no mood for rubbers. As of this moment, I ain't in no mood no more anyhow. You have a way of just ruining everything with your concerns about getting pregnant. What would be so bad about that?”
" Listen to you. You wouldn't be the one to care for those babies. Life would be just fine for you. You come home, play with the little darlings a few minutes, then I would wash 'em, and put 'em to sleep, and get up with 'em 1st thing in the morning, spend the balance of the next 20 years trying to cajole them out of the house. In the meantime you be doing just fine with your buddies playing poker and smoking cigars."
