why don’t you leave that to me?”
“Happy to. But I don’t see where I come in.”
“All I want you to do is speak to Babylona.”
“I see. She’s not interested in this idea.” He smiled to himself with a keen feeling of relief. “So, all of this is pipe dreaming, frankly. Or did you think NBC was going to consider your pilot?”
“It’s not so much to ask,” she said. Her voice dipped to a husky, regretful note. “I’m having trouble getting to her. I think she was upset by what I said about you. Of course, if she thinks you’ve forgiven me, it will make a difference. And I have something very important to tell her.”
“Oh, what’s that?”
“Just tell her that you think it’s important. Trust me. she’ll think it’s important.”
At this point, his hard-on was only an embarrassing memory. He turned to her and said, “What if I don’t?”
She smiled at him, her perfect white teeth gleaming. For a long time, she said nothing, and he was aware of the soft breeze chilling the sweat on the back of his neck. His hands formed into fists as he looked into her untroubled blue eyes.
She said, “It hurt my feelings that you didn’t want to fuck me.”
She sounded so serious that he was taken aback. “I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings,” he said. “You know it wasn’t personal.”
“You’re not sorry,” she said coolly, as she turned her back on him to return down the beach. “But you will be.”
FIVE
“ W ait. I thought that was her husband?” Zaza said, squinting Wat the wide-screen TV on which a devastatingly handsome Latino man was wrestling with a struggling (and devastatingly gorgeous) blonde.
Her roommate, Booley, shook her head in exasperation. “No! The husband is his identical twin, Lorenzo! This is Lothario, the evil twin everyone thought was lost on an oil rig during Katrina when the noble oilman caught him trying to rape a girl reporter and clubbed him and threw him into the sea, but he came back from the dead and raped Toro’s bride on the day of the wedding!”
“Oh. Well, I still don’t know which twin I’m going to fuck.”
“I’m sure it’s the evil twin,” Booley said. “Lorenzo is totally faithful to Annabella.”
“And you’re sure they aren’t the same man?”
“No! Honey, everybody knows they’re real-life identical twins! Where have you been ?” Booley looked at her with mock consternation. “You’re lucky you can come to the source here. I could talk about Midnight’s Secrets all day.”
“Everyone’s so good-looking.” Zaza sighed as she watched the man tearing open the blond girl’s blouse to expose her braless and heart-breakingly perfect breasts. The actress screamed as he fondled them with an expression of vulpine pleasure in his eyes.
“At last we meet,” the man said.
Zaza and Booley both laughed. Zaza said, “It’s pretty cheesy.”
“Well, that’s the whole point. You have to love the cheese. It’s good cheese. It’s like extra cheese on a pizza. On a four-cheese pizza.” Booley crossed her arms defensively.
“Well, that’s going to be me,” said Zaza, pointing at the girl, who was now looking up imploringly as Lothario slipped his hand into her panties, smirking sadistically. “Oh! Here comes Lorenzo!”
The two identical men began to fight, throwing punches and hurling each other over the furniture as the buxom blonde ran to a corner of the room and shrieked again.
“Yes, you’re going to be a porn star,” said Booley. “I guess it’s a good thing now that you don’t have parents. My dad would freak if . . .” Then she saw Zaza’s face and said, “Oh, sorry. That was tactless, wasn’t it?”
“Why? Oh—I don’t care about the parents thing. I had an aunt; that was plenty, believe me. I was just thinking about . . . Jared Vairy.”
“I cannot believe he hugged you.”
They both went into a reverie while staring at the TV screen, on which the evil Lothario had fled,
“Happy to. But I don’t see where I come in.”
“All I want you to do is speak to Babylona.”
“I see. She’s not interested in this idea.” He smiled to himself with a keen feeling of relief. “So, all of this is pipe dreaming, frankly. Or did you think NBC was going to consider your pilot?”
“It’s not so much to ask,” she said. Her voice dipped to a husky, regretful note. “I’m having trouble getting to her. I think she was upset by what I said about you. Of course, if she thinks you’ve forgiven me, it will make a difference. And I have something very important to tell her.”
“Oh, what’s that?”
“Just tell her that you think it’s important. Trust me. she’ll think it’s important.”
At this point, his hard-on was only an embarrassing memory. He turned to her and said, “What if I don’t?”
She smiled at him, her perfect white teeth gleaming. For a long time, she said nothing, and he was aware of the soft breeze chilling the sweat on the back of his neck. His hands formed into fists as he looked into her untroubled blue eyes.
She said, “It hurt my feelings that you didn’t want to fuck me.”
She sounded so serious that he was taken aback. “I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings,” he said. “You know it wasn’t personal.”
“You’re not sorry,” she said coolly, as she turned her back on him to return down the beach. “But you will be.”
FIVE
“ W ait. I thought that was her husband?” Zaza said, squinting Wat the wide-screen TV on which a devastatingly handsome Latino man was wrestling with a struggling (and devastatingly gorgeous) blonde.
Her roommate, Booley, shook her head in exasperation. “No! The husband is his identical twin, Lorenzo! This is Lothario, the evil twin everyone thought was lost on an oil rig during Katrina when the noble oilman caught him trying to rape a girl reporter and clubbed him and threw him into the sea, but he came back from the dead and raped Toro’s bride on the day of the wedding!”
“Oh. Well, I still don’t know which twin I’m going to fuck.”
“I’m sure it’s the evil twin,” Booley said. “Lorenzo is totally faithful to Annabella.”
“And you’re sure they aren’t the same man?”
“No! Honey, everybody knows they’re real-life identical twins! Where have you been ?” Booley looked at her with mock consternation. “You’re lucky you can come to the source here. I could talk about Midnight’s Secrets all day.”
“Everyone’s so good-looking.” Zaza sighed as she watched the man tearing open the blond girl’s blouse to expose her braless and heart-breakingly perfect breasts. The actress screamed as he fondled them with an expression of vulpine pleasure in his eyes.
“At last we meet,” the man said.
Zaza and Booley both laughed. Zaza said, “It’s pretty cheesy.”
“Well, that’s the whole point. You have to love the cheese. It’s good cheese. It’s like extra cheese on a pizza. On a four-cheese pizza.” Booley crossed her arms defensively.
“Well, that’s going to be me,” said Zaza, pointing at the girl, who was now looking up imploringly as Lothario slipped his hand into her panties, smirking sadistically. “Oh! Here comes Lorenzo!”
The two identical men began to fight, throwing punches and hurling each other over the furniture as the buxom blonde ran to a corner of the room and shrieked again.
“Yes, you’re going to be a porn star,” said Booley. “I guess it’s a good thing now that you don’t have parents. My dad would freak if . . .” Then she saw Zaza’s face and said, “Oh, sorry. That was tactless, wasn’t it?”
“Why? Oh—I don’t care about the parents thing. I had an aunt; that was plenty, believe me. I was just thinking about . . . Jared Vairy.”
“I cannot believe he hugged you.”
They both went into a reverie while staring at the TV screen, on which the evil Lothario had fled,
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