He sets two drinks in front of us. “Did you see that chick in the yellow dress? I can honestly say I’ve never seen boobs that big up close. And they look real. Did you see them? Did they look real to you?”
“Harder to tell nowadays. But, yes, they sag a little in a way that fake ones don’t. I think she’s blessed.”
“I want to bless her with my dick.”
“Keatyn said she had to work late tonight. Why aren’t you?”
“We’ve been doing some green screen stuff. Tonight they are working on shots where she’s alone. But starting tomorrow, we’ll be doing sex scenes. Tough job lying in bed all day kissing Keatyn Douglas.” He laughs. “I remember the first time we did a sex scene. I told her in advance that I was sorry if I got hard and I was also sorry if I didn’t.”
“Ha. I suppose it’s a double-edged sword. Damned if you do and damned if you don’t.”
“Exactly. If you don’t get hard, they get pissed and think you’re not attracted to them. If you do get hard, they get pissed because you are. And depending on what’s going on off camera with the actress you are with, that can get a little dicey. Part of why I need to get laid tonight. Don’t want to go there all horny. Sex scenes are tough.”
“Yeah, yeah, you all say that. But you’re the one rolling around almost naked with a hot chick.”
“The worst thing ever is to have to do a sex scene with someone you’re not attracted to. It’s grueling.”
“But with Keatyn?”
He smiles. “I’ve never minded it. And after all these years, it’s natural between us. Easy, I guess. And when I’m basically naked in front of the crew, even though it’s always a closed set, I usually don’t get hard. But when we’re clothed, sometimes I do. Obviously, I would not be a good fit for the porn industry. Aiden has been there for some of them. That’s awkward.”
“I’m sure. I remember when we shot the love scenes with her and Jake. I made him leave. Jake kept sneaking peeks in Aiden’s direction. It threw the whole thing off. As the director, you’d think it would be hot. But most the time the actresses’ contract is running through your head, like we can show breast but no nipple or side of the buttock only. So you’re trying to do the shots in ways where you’re not wasting camera time.”
“In one of the scenes we’re filming tomorrow, Keatyn’s character attacks me in the shower. We will have strategically placed soap, cock socks and pasties, and nude colored underwear. All that fun stuff. I’ll be told how to hold her, where to move my face.”
“It is all camera angles and body positioning.”
“And damn good acting,” he adds, as he raises his glass up to toast the girl in the yellow dress. She smiles back at him.
If you ask me, she looks like a really big bird. Her hair is even short in that style where it stands up in the back. Um, no, thank you.
He clinks my glass. “I’m gonna go make my move.”
“Have fun,” I say, looking around to see who else I should talk to tonight.
I’m making my way back to the bar, chatting with an older woman about Captive Films’ movie futures program,when I see her.
“What the fuck is she doing here?”
“Who, darling?” the woman asks, causing me to realize I just spoke out loud.
“I’m sorry for cursing, Mrs. Taylor. Someone I know just walked in.”
“Old flame?” she asks, turning toward Ariela. “Is it that woman in the lavender dress? She’s very striking. You would make a handsome couple.”
“Excuse me, please,” I say to Mrs. Taylor. I walk straight up to Ariela and grab her arm. “What are you doing here? How did you get in?”
“She was invited,” Vanessa says from behind me. “And we have dates so, excuse us.”
Vanessa hooks arms with Ariela and leads her over to two men in suits. Handsome men, I might add.
Oh, this is bad.
Vanessa is a man eater.
At least she has been since she broke up with Bam.
And why the hell is Ariela with her? My mind is racing trying to figure out how they even know each other.
Keatyn.
Knowing she’s on set tonight, I decide to call Aiden.
“Dude, Keatyn is trying to ruin my life.”
“How so?” he asks me.
“Did she introduce Vanessa and Ariela?”
“Oh, yeah, today at lunch. That was my idea.”
“Your idea? What the fuck? We want Ariela to go the fuck back home, not make new friends.”
“You may want Ariela to go back home, but Keatyn wants her to plan our wedding.”
“When is it?”
“Don’t tell anyone, obviously, but it’s in three weeks.”
“Three weeks and then she’s gone?”
“Uh, maybe.”
“Fine, I can handle three weeks. But I swear to God, if that guy doesn’t get his hand off her ass . . .”
“Riley, where are you and what are you talking about?”
“Industry gala. Ariela is here with Vanessa and they have dates.”
“Oh, boy.” I hear Aiden talking to someone in the background.
“Who are you talking to?”