Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Robert was right when he said that Tammy is something else. She has me thinking in circles right now, completely flustered.
I put the tape carefully back into my briefcase. I’ve got a lot to consider, but I can’t waste too much time on it. There are other responsibilities that I’ve got to consider as well.
Brick Productions is doing well, but I’m always out to have it do better. I’m sure my mother would say that is why I haven’t found love yet. She’s always harping on my me to get a real girlfriend. I think she wants grandkids, but I just want to be able to maintain the lifestyle the two of us have gotten quite used to.
If anything, Tammy will be a welcome distraction from some of the drudgery I encounter in the office.
Maybe in that way, we can help each other out.
4
Tammy
I cannot believe what happened. I’d watched Brick’s impossibly ripped back exit the sound stage – the sound stage where he had walked in on me masturbating. Masturbating with my own glass vase.
Oh, good God!
Why did I have to do that? It was so DUMB! I was there to film my audition tape. An audition tape that was supposed to be my ticket out of a job I hate. There was absolutely no reason for me to get undressed and start fucking myself with a glass vase. I mean, it felt good. It felt great! Except for the part when my dad’s boss walked in on me…
UGH!!!!
I cover my face with my pillow. After Brick left, I threw my clothes back on and rushed home. I had to sneak in because I did not want to wake up my parents. They’d have all kinds of questions about where I’d been, and I was not in the state of mind to answer anything. I may have broken down and revealed everything that just had happened.
I let out a deep sigh, thinking about the look on his face when he saw me. There was the initial shock, sure, but he had also looked intrigued. I’m not sure what that means, but at least he didn’t call the cops on me. I can’t imagine having to explain to anyone what had happened. Not to mention there being a paperwork trail to document what happened and having to get fingerprinted!
Oh, thank God he didn’t call the cops. Even though I feel relief over that, there are still a whole host of other things worrying me.
The worst part of it all is that Brick Barrister is so gorgeous. His beautiful, gorgeous, carved-by-angels face sent me into ecstasy. That’s why I didn’t stop coming immediately tonight; my body wanted to keep going when it saw him. He must think I’m some kind of disgusting freak.
I take my pillow off of my face and turn onto my side, tucking my feet into my body. I am exhausted. All of the excitement and shock is starting to wear off. My body is crashing, my muscles relaxing into my bed. There’s absolutely nothing I can do about what happened tonight, and I can’t think straight enough to come up with a decent plan right now. All I’m doing at this point is causing myself more and more worry.
I may as well go to sleep. At least that way I’ll be well rested for tomorrow.
My eyelids flutter closed as I pray that this all resolves itself with the least amount of fanfare possible. I really need this adventure to remain a secret.
The next night, I am having dinner with my parents. I’ve been living at home for the past couple of years, which is part of the reason why I wanted to get that spot on Fantastic Florists. I love my mom and dad, but it would nice to be on my own again. University gave me four years of being “on my own”. But all of that student debt is keeping me down. George and Margie did their best to help me out with my tuition, but neither one of them ever made the money needed to fully pay for it all.
So the loans have been a great burden in my life. With my current salary, it would take me well over a decade, possibly even longer, to get them all paid off. If I had other expenses, like rent and utilities, I might be paying back these loans for my entire life. Moving back home was the best option financially, and my parents were more than happy to have me. I just know I can’t wait around here for a decade. I need more money, and I’ve got to find a way to get it.
So this is where I’ve been for the past couple of years. It’s not like I hate living here, though. My parents are nice. They’re a little on the older side – the grays are starting to come in – but we all get along. We’ve always gotten along. They are two of the most pleasant people I know.