New
York. No one knows who I am down here because I’m not a real star yet. But I know this upcoming role
will make me one. And then I won’t be able to go outside without being followed
around and photographed. My having done this will be
paparazzi gold a year from now if it was caught on tape. So, like I said
before, I don’t have much time left. I sometimes wonder if fame will be worth
the price of all that I will have to give up.”
“Just
think of all the fabulou s clothing, jewelry, and
handbags you’ll be able to afford. Not to mention garnering the adulation of
your fans. You won’t have any second thoughts about it then.”
“You
know something? I’ve been thinking. Why don’t you come with me to New Zealand?
You coul d be my assistant.” Kara threw this out there
to keep the conversation moving along in the right direction.
Jennifer
scoffed. “I don’t mind licking your ass when I want to but I’ll never do it
because you say I have to. You already know this, Kara. Besides , I have my own life to live and I’m sure they’ll provide
you with an assistant since you are the star of the movie. You’ll probably have
two or three too many anyway.”
“Probably
will,” Kara said, thinking of all the swag already given to her so she would take the role. The only sad thing about her life these days
remained the truth of her having become a star on Broadway. Her everyday
private life exemplified her boring, good girl public persona. She wanted some
real excitement in her life again. And witho ut a
doubt, Evan Lars had shown her more real excitement tonight than she’d known
since abandoning Jennifer and Atlanta. She still didn’t understand how he could
have possibly known she was going to react so favorably to him and his
debauchery.
How
could h e have known that? And why had she felt such
compulsive wantonness to remain in his presence afterward. Even now she still
wished he would have invited her home with him.
“You’ve
got that wistful expression on your face again,” Jennifer spoke up. “Stop thi nking
about Evan. He’ll be your ruin if you’re not careful. I’m warning
you.”
“He
won’t hurt me or my career,” Kara responded. And she knew he wouldn’t. It
simply wasn’t in his nature to hurt women intentionally.
“I’m
not talking about him hurting your car eer. I’m
talking about you letting your feelings for him hurt your career. Enjoy being
with him if you have to but shake him off afterward like a bad hangover. He’s
poison to you. You know I’m only telling you this for your own good.”
“You’re
starting to s ound like a broken record,” Kara said,
wanting her friend to just let it go. She’d already made up her mind she was
going to do this, no matter what consequences she faced afterward.
A
long pause of silence descended to let Kara’s mind cycle back through t he naughty deeds of the night until it finally centered on
something she hadn’t mustered the courage to ask Evan. She looked over at
Jennifer. The woman lay languidly against her end of the tub with her arms
resting along the sides, head lolled back, eyes closed. She looked so much the picture of relaxation that
Kara almost resisted disturbing her.
“Do
you think he writes the scripts for his private performances also?”
Jennifer
cracked her eyes open and nudged her shoulders upward. “He’s revealed more to
yo u about himself than he did to me. We mostly talked
about fucking. What we liked, what we didn’t, our dos and don’ts. And since
it’s come up, during oral sex don’t ever try to perform analingus on him. He doesn’t like that.”
“Did
he say why not?” Now that Jennifer had brought it to
her attention, she remembered the slaves never ventured past his scrotum with
their oral ministrations.
“He
didn’t ever say, only told me he didn’t care for it. Him not liking it never bothered me, but then, I don’t have an
anal fetish like you do. I just thought you might
want to
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