“Fuck me to death. I’m already coming. I want you deep inside me.”
“Shut up, cunt. Don’t talk.”
His tone of voice surprised and excited her. She liked when he gave her orders.
“Turn round. Bend over.”
She did. She felt him getting closer. His hands found her breasts and as he squeezed them, he pushed his hard cock into her. She didn’t know which exquisite pain to think about. She just wanted more, and she got it. He banged into her with all his strength, keeping her in that position with the hold he had on her. He let up for a minute, not wanting to come. She stood up with Nicky still deep inside her. She had never felt anything so fantastic; it was as if they were one. His hand came around between her legs and it drove her crazy.
She gasped. “Never stop.”
“I said don’t speak.”
He pulled out of her. She turned to face him, not knowing what to expect. He was flushed but smiling. She was uneasy.
“Now let’s go to bed. That was only act one.”
He started down the hall to the den. She wasn’t sure if Nicky was playing some kind of game. She wasn’t sure whether the game was over or not.
He spoke as they walked down the hall. “Where did the old lady go?”
“Out to lunch with some old cronies.”
She felt relieved. He seemed to be his old self. The bed was still down. He stretched out on it and gestured to Val to sit across him.
“You look beautiful today, baby.”
“Well thank you kindly, sir.”
“And you feel as good as you look.”
He pushed his hard cock into her. She groaned and closed her eyes.
“Wait for me baby.”
“No. Now. I can’t wait.”
“Here it comes.”
“I feel it. All inside me. I feel it.”
She screamed. They both collapsed. She was lying on his chest. He was still inside her. They began to relax, but each little movement started to arouse them again. Before they knew it, Nicky was as hard as a rock inside her. He rolled her on her side banging into her. She laughed.
“I don’t think I’ll be able to sit down for a week.”
“Every time you sit down, I want you to remember this.”
He shoved everything into her. She nearly fainted. They both reached the moon and fell apart on the bed gasping for breath.
“This certainly beats Wide World of Sports on a Saturday afternoon.”
“I didn’t know I could feel like this.”
“You ain’t seen nothing yet.”
“This is all I want. You and me, just like this.”
She snuggled up next to him. He tried to keep it light.
“We have to get up sometime. What time is dear Mother coming back? Think we have time for a shower?”
“Think so. If I can stand up that is.”
She joined him in the shower and he handed her the soap. She started to cover him with lather. She took his cock in her hands and gently rubbed it with soap. It started to get hard.
“Jesus. What are you trying to do to me?”
He stood there loving it. She was fascinated, watching him grow. He turned her around and covered her back with soap. His hands slipped down her body, and she felt his finger go into her ass. She groaned.
“Nicky that feels wonderful.”
Slowly he took his finger out and she felt the head of his cock in the same place.
“What are you doing?”
“Shh.”
She felt a slight pressure against her tiny opening.
“Shit, you’re tiny.”
He pushed a little harder.
“I don’t think you can do that, Nicky. It hurts.”
“Shh, don’t talk.”
He looked at her holding onto the towel rack, and it could have been Steve standing there. Part of him wished it was. This excited him even more. He surprised her with a sudden thrust and he was inside her. She screamed. He stopped moving, and she was too scared to move.
“It hurts.”
“That won’t last long. You’ll see; it’ll feel good.”
He moved slowly, and every time he did she gasped. Then he was right, it started to feel good.
“I can’t stand it. You feel like you are so far inside me. I’m bursting.”
“Stand it honey. I’m gonna fuck your ass off.”
She heard him let out a loud Ahhh as he exploded. He let her go. She sank to the bottom of the tub sitting there not able to move, letting the water hit her. He knew every part of her now. There wasn’t a place he hadn’t touched.
“Hey you, I thought you came in here for a shower.”
“That’s what I thought.”
“Well let’s get it together Ms. Rhodes.”
He gave her a hand, pulled her up, and kissed her.
“Did I hurt you, baby?”
“Just at first. I never thought things like that actually happened.”
She started to soap herself.
“My little virgin. I wanted to be the first everywhere.”
He left the shower and put on his robe. She wrapped herself in a towel and joined him in the den. It was cigarette time.
“I have to say it, Nicky. I love you.”
“And me you, baby.”
He smiled. She went to sit down, then quickly jumped up.
“I can’t wait to be out somewhere. You’ll be with me every time I sit down.”
“Speaking of coming, you’d better get dressed before the Mother comes back. I can imagine her face. She’d have a coronary.”
Val laughed at that image of her mother.
“Karen called earlier and said a crowd’s going out for dinner. Does that appeal to you.”
“No way. I don’t want her or her crowd in my life today.”
“She sounded frantic. I think she’s doing a lot of that coke stuff. That’s bad isn’t it?”
“All that shit is bad for you, but when you’re feeling that good, you don’t care.”
“I’ll call her and tell her we’re staying in.”
“Do that. I can’t handle that cunt today.”
“Nicky, don’t call her that.”
“Why not? She is a perfect cunt.”
“Well she’s been a good friend to me. I can’t complain.”
“I don’t want to put her down to you; just be careful.”
“Hello luv, it’s Val. We’re not going to make it tonight. I start rehearsals Monday and we both have such busy schedules we decided to take it easy tonight. I’ll give you a call tomorrow. Why? Is something wrong? Surely that doesn’t mean anything. After all you were friends.”
Nicky got interested and whispered. “What’s up?”
She covered the mouthpiece and whispered, “The police found her phone number on a scrap of paper.”
She went on listening.
“Really Karen, I think you’re making a mountain out of a molehill. Go out and have a good time. You’re always the one who tells me to do that. I’ll catch up with you tomorrow.”
Nicky’s head was in overdrive. What if Peter had written something else besides her number? Good old Peter, at least he was causing that cunt a few bad moments. All Nicky needed was for Marco to find out something. Things could get very interesting.
“Poor thing. She really sounds upset. Darling, I’m going to dry my hair. Do you think you can manage without me for a short while?”
“I’ll try. I wish you had some grass around. I bumped into my old friend Marco today and I should’ve copped some from him.”
“Good idea. I like grass myself.”
She made a childish face at him and disappeared into the bathroom.
Nicky got up and dressed, half-watching a football game on the tube. His life was in crazy mode. If his faggot friends could have seen him fucking and sucking with a girl and then putting on a football game, they wouldn’t have believed it. How butch could he get? If variety was the spice of life, his life was over
the top spicy! He wondered who Steve was fucking? It wasn’t a girl that was for sure.
His beach house in Malibu came to mind. He’d spent some wonderful times there with Steve. He shook his head. All he had wanted to do was get enough bread together to make life easy for them. Still, it was no good thinking about it. He couldn’t turn back the clock.
He looked around the room and tried to convince himself he’d made the only move he could at the time. Val was what he had needed, and to be honest, she had needed him. Both their careers were better off. He had his series and she had her show. It was true! Even her old lady had to admit that.
CHAPTER 21
Revelations
Val stood in the doorway holding a letter.
“Nicky look! I was going through the letters on the desk and I found this invitation. It’s to the Première for our movie. Darling, it’s going to be in Hollywood. At the old Grauman’s Chinese Theater. A real Hollywood Première. Isn’t that fabulous?”
“Let me see that.” Nicky jumped up and grabbed the card from Val’s hand.
“Well I’ll be… What a break. How cool is this?”
He was like a small child who had just discovered a new toy.
“December 14 that’s perfect! Coming out before the end of the year means we stand a chance of getting nominated.”
“Nominated? Are you crazy?”
“No baby, I’m serious. Why not? It’s a great flick. Great story, good actors; I have a hunch it’s good enough to get a couple of nominations.”
“It’s a dream. But California. What happens if I’m up in Boston in my stupid play?”
“They’ll let you out for the day. Maybe it’ll be on the weekend. Then you can stay at my house.”
“I’m going to find a calendar right now.”
Val went to the desk and hunted frantically.
“Here’s one from last year. They usually have next year’s on the back. Yes, here it is. The fourteenth is on a Friday. I’m going to stay for the weekend anyway. I don’t care what they do.”
“Baby, that could cause problems. You’re under contract.”
“I don’t care. They’ll understand. In fact, I’m going to call my agent right now and tell him to put it in my contract.”
He laughed. “Maybe you should wait till we get nominated.”
They heard a key in the door.
“I think your mother’s home.”
He slid past her and made it to the den as Anne came in. He threw on a shaving robe and sat down looking at the invitation in his hand. It dawned on him, that if he could put the wedding off until after the opening, he wouldn’t have to go through with any of the shit. He would be where he wanted to be, and it would be arrivederci Valerie. He was lighting a cigarette when Val opened the door making all kinds of faces.
“Mother’s home.”
“I’m thrilled. Did she have a wonderful time?”
“Why don’t you come and ask her yourself?”
He found Anne sitting on the couch. She looked very serious.
“Hi there. How’d it go?”
“I had a wonderful time, thank you.”
“Well I don’t know about you, but I’m starving.”
He didn’t wait for any response and hurried to the kitchen to find Val.
“What’s with her?”
“I really don’t know. She looked furious when she came in.”
“I don’t care what bug she has up her ass, I want something to eat.”
“You really do say ridiculous things. I mean a bug up Mummy’s arse, isn’t that a hoot?”
“It’s funny when you say it. Hey. So what’s to eat?”
She looked in the fridge.
“There’s all this stuff you brought in.”
“I don’t want that now. We can get something delivered. New York delivers you know.”
“That’s a good one. In that case, you know what I really fancy?”
He mimicked her.
“No, what do you really fancy?”
“Chinese food.”
“You’re on. No sooner said than done.”
He picked up the phone and called information. Val walked into the living room.
“Mummy, do you want something to eat? We’re calling for some Chinese food.”
“No thank you. I had a late lunch, and anyway, I lost my appetite today.”
She sat there not bothering to look up. Val tried to sound concerned.
“Do you think you’re coming down with the flu or something?”
Her mother snapped. “I wish it were that!”
“What is it, Mummy? You might as well tell me. I mean, I can see something happened today, and if you don’t tell me, it’s just going to get worse.”
“How bright of you to notice. I don’t know how to say this to you.”
She stood up, faced Val, and pointed toward the kitchen.
“That man in there.” She paused dramatically, speaking softly. “That man, if you can call him that, is not a nice person.”
Val felt the color drain from her face. Her mother went on.
“Valerie you have been used. We have both been used. He is a homosexual and has a terrible reputation. I can’t believe what I heard today. I don’t know what to think. I have done some things in my life that I’m not too proud of, but I find what he has done to be the lowest of the low. I was advised at lunch today to go along with this hideous fiasco we’re involved in until after the Première By then, the studio and the film will be safe, and your career will be more established. I am telling you this because I’m not sure whether you are aware of this situation or not. If you are, and have gone along with it, I don’t know what to say except I find it hard to believe about my own daughter. If you have been duped the same as I, then all I can say is don’t worry darling, I’m here, and you have good people behind you.”
At that moment Nicky came into the living room. Anne swept past him and went to her room.
“What’s her problem?”
“She doesn’t like you, I guess.”
“It’s mutual. Chinks are on the way. What’s on the tube?”
Val didn’t answer.
“Don’t let her get to you, baby. Come on, let’s have a smile.”
He found a movie as she busied herself in the kitchen, not wanting to speak to him… not knowing what to do. Nicky paid the delivery man and they sat on the couch with their food. The film was good, and Nicky was engrossed so he didn’t notice how little she ate or how upset she was. During a commercial she went to the den and took two yellow pills out of her purse. She looked at them for a few seconds, then popped them into her mouth and swallowed. All she wanted to do was to be somewhere else. Sleep seemed her easiest way out.
She stretched out on the couch and found it difficult to stay awake, so she didn’t. She had no idea how much time had passed when she sort of came to. Nicky wasn’t there. She tried to pull herself together and managed to sit up and saw a note propped up on the coffee table.
“Baby, you looked so peaceful, I didn’t want to wake you up. I couldn’t hang here any longer. I’ve gone over to my friend Marco’s. Get some smokes. I won’t be late. I took the key out of your purse, so don’t worry about me getting in. See you later. Love you, N.”
She relaxed a little. She wondered what time it was and stumbled to the kitchen. The clock on the stove said eleven-thirty. Her mother was nowhere to be seen. Val made it to the den and closed the door. Still groggy, she didn’t know what to do first. The only thing that came to mind was to call Karen. She dialed her number. After a couple of rings her service picked up.
“Would you have Miss van Dougall call Valerie Rhodes as soon as possible please?”
There was nobody else. She felt that panicky feeling she hated when she felt so alone. She wished she could cry. Another pill maybe and sleep. She found the yellow pills and swallowed three more. She put the bottle in her robe pocket. She felt more secure being able to touch the bottle whenever she w
anted. She lay on the bed and closed her eyes. Sleep didn’t come. Only her thoughts.
I’m in a real mess, and now Mummy knows. Everyone knows! My body aches from making love right here in this bed. Now I don’t think I could bear him touching me. That can’t be normal. What’s normal? Normal went out the window a long time ago. What shall I do? What can I do? The only thing I know how to do is work. I’ll throw myself into my work and fuck the rest. But not right now. I have to sleep right now. It’s all his fault.
CHAPTER 22
Nicky’s Night
Nicky had finished his Chinese food; the movie was over, and Val was asleep. He couldn’t just sit there. He wanted to tell Steve about the Première but didn’t want to call from the apartment. Marco had said his place was only a couple of blocks away. He found his card, quietly pulled on some threads, took a couple of minutes to write a note, and he was out of there. He used the pay phone on the corner to call Marco, who told him to come right over.
A very hot blonde with a Vidal Sassoon haircut opened the door. She wore the shortest miniskirt he had ever seen with a see-through blouse and no bra. She took his arm and led him into a step-down living room. Marco looked like the king sitting in the middle of a curved, white leather sectional with another knockout chick beside him.
“Welcome, brother. Pull up a blonde and have a toke.”
Nicky put his arm around the blonde’s waist, took the lit J from her, and inhaled deeply.
“Man, I needed that.”
He took another hit. The music was just right—“Stoned Soul Picnic” by The Fifth Dimension. The lighting was just right—new recessed lighting on a dimmer. The blonde was just right—she got him a glass of red wine and snuggled up to him.
“So the cat let the mouse out to play.”
“Not to play exactly. Just for a quick visit with my old pizano.”
“Well then, let’s make it worth your while.”
Marco jumped up, dragging the girl with him.
“My little friends here are noted for their speed as well as their dexterity. I happen to have a stopwatch right here. Girls, let’s see how long it takes you to make my old friend feel very very good.”
The two girls squealed with delight. Before Nicky knew what happened, his blonde fell to her knees. She unzipped his pants and began playing with his joint.
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