Running Home

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to look smoking tonight watch out Hollywood, Carmen is stepping out.
     
     
    After handing the cab driver a twenty, Cherri and I stepped out of the car , and stood staring at the neon sign flashing the word Coconuts above our heads. “It’s going to be so much fun tonight,” Cherri cried, as she wiggled her little body in excitement.
    I nodded my head and adjusted my dress, as it rode up my thighs during the short drive over here. Glancing over at my roommate, who was already heading over to the roped off doors, I let out a small sigh. I need to have fun tonight I think to myself as I followed suite.
    Cherri looked back and flashed a naughty grin , as she held the door open for me. The lights were dim and the music was bumping; scantily clad women were swarming around the place, followed by sleazy men staring at all the skin that was being flashed about. Yep, this was a typical porn party; now all I need to do is find me a drink, and the night would be complete.
     
    “Hey Baby, you want a drink?” Ace questions as he inches closer to me.
    I can’t deny that this man is good looking; shit, his body was sheer perfection. He also knew how to work his ‘other’ appendages, which is a huge plus in my book, but that’s about all he had going for him. I was sure the amount of time put in at the gym had left very little for expanding his knowledge, other than how to properly mix a protein shake, and the correct amount of steroids to inject into his body. None the less, it didn’t stop him from trying to get into my panties outside of business.
    “I already have one, but thanks,” I mentioned , while holding my drink above my breasts to maybe catch his attention.
    It’s not like I didn ’t date or enjoy male attention; it just wasn’t what I was looking for in this environment. I realize my profession isn’t going to win me any Emmys. If I was lucky a Woody would possibly be in my future, but I at least deserved a guy who wasn’t tested for STI’s once a month. I never had any vision for my future, other than seeing my name in lights, and this industry actually allowed me to capture that dream. I might be naked for most of it, but events like tonight make me feel like I’m finally someone. All the attention I was getting was fantastic, even if I have no intention of it ever going anywhere but this room.
    “Come on , Carmen, you know after tonight and the press junk we have to do we will never work together again. You’re going to be this big leading lady and my small cock isn’t going to bring you top dollar anymore,” Ace mentioned as his lips curled up into a small smile.
    I couldn’t hel p but laugh at his last comment. This man was relentless when he set his sights on something. As if the last two days shooting didn’t give him enough booty to satisfy his appetite for pussy. “Ace, the truth of the matter is, I like girls,” I lied. The look on his face was priceless; I couldn’t tell if he was turned on by that announcement, or if it came across as a challenge for him. I tried to keep a smile from emerging on my face, as I quietly sipped on my whiskey sour.
    “So , you only do guys in movies? Shit, girl, you are a fantastic ride for being a carpet muncher!” he exclaimed, while slapping his hand down on the bar.
    I gave him a quick wink and glanced around looking for Cherri, or really anyone else in this room to save me from Mr. Beefcake right now. I spotted Cherri over by the DJ booth. I set my empty glass down, and made a beeline for my roommate. I smiled and greeted people as I wandered over to where Cherri was talking with a couple guys, when the director grabbed my arm at the elbow.
    “Carmen , can I get a second to talk a proposition over with you?” he asked.
    “Um , sure,” I replied, as he led me down a dark hallway and opened a door to what looked like an office. He quickly shut the door to the small room, drowning out the booming sound from the party.
    “Carmen , you were absolutely

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