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Fuck!
For the last couple of weeks, all I’ve done is drink alone. She said that she was a fan and it just happened to be her birthday. I couldn’t think of a better gift to give her than spending time with me. This time last year I was the one that was picking the roles. No one asked me to read. Let alone tell me that they'll get back to me. They would sit Florence, my agent down and sell the script to her and then she would pass it on to me. It would depend on who was starring in it, who was directing it and what was big at the time. Was this movie going to be the next blockbuster? That was the only question that was always on my mind, and my leading lady would be not only pretending to be in my bed onscreen but offscreen too.
Fuck!
Those were the good old days, the type I crave so fucking much. The waitress heads back to me, and for some reason, I focus on her alluring lips, just like when she said my name and recognized me. It’s amazing the way that one minute everyone knows your name. Another star comes along, and everyone’s fucking forgotten. It’s as if I never existed in the first place.
As she headed back to me and her breasts jiggled up and down as if they were chanting my name. Ready to be squeezed by my hands. I could do that all night long while she rocked on top of me, which is what I’m about to suggest.
Forget the drinks.
I have something dirtier in mind, something that she’ll appreciate so much more.
“Yeah, let’s get out of here. Maybe somewhere better…”
She’s looking at me as if as if she’s trying to read my mind.
“My place!”
She’s starting to protest by shaking her head and acting as if she’s Little Boo Peep and treating me as if she wants to do something else, like go out for a drink.
I pull her up close to me, “Don’t tell me that you're only interested in getting drunk with me?”
She shakes her head and doesn’t try to pull back.
“You know what you’re coming to do at my place?”
“Fuck?”
Shit, I love it when a girl talks dirty. Then I hear a voice grab my arm and I know that it’s the start of trouble.
“Tony, what are you doing?”
She asks the tall dark-haired guy holding on to my arm.
“Valentina, you’re supposed to be working, and he’s acting like a creep,” Tony yells loud enough for me t
o hear as if I’m fucking deaf.
She shakes her head, “No. It’s fine. We’re getting out of here besides it's Eric Turner.”
I shift my arm away from his grip, and it’s clear that Tony’s not happy about her choice of words.
“What do you mean?”
He doesn’t look happy, but this just makes me smile, and I don’t even know the guy.
“I’m going out with him.”
I chuckle as she loops her arm in mine and says, “Tony she’s coming back to mine. And I’m going to be giving her a nightcap all night long.”
He’s lost for words as I walk past him. He has something that I have, and I’m not giving it back to him. Well, not tonight anyway.
Chapter Three
Valentina
I can’t believe that the child-star that I used to fantasize about as a kid is taking me back to his place. He’s not going to show me his awards. No, he wants to fuck me, and he didn’t even tell me. I told him.
