Porn Star

by Keith Trimm

  Chapter 28

  Sabotage

  Two days later, when Dennis was brought out of his medically induced coma, Cassidy Rayne, Henry and Edward stopped by to visit. Dennis was still technically a partner so the three others decided it would look good to make and appearance.

  “How are you feeling?” Cassidy asked with a fake smile.

  Groggy, Dennis replied, “I feel shitty,”

  “That will pass,” Cassidy replied. “I have a girl working on your workman’s comp claim. She’ll be down later for you to sign papers.”

  “They won’t tell me what happened to me, just that I was in a car when it happened. Do you guys know what happened to me?”

  Henry stepped up to the side of the bed. “The car you were driving had a malfunction, you lost control and had an accident.”

  “I don’t remember driving a car, I can’t remember today at all.”

  Cassidy spoke up, “You can a concussion they said. It’s normal for you to forget the accident.”

  “I wish the doctor would come in and explain a few things. I think these drugs they have me on are making me see things.”

  “They didn’t tell you anything?”

  “No, but I think I’m hallucinating.” Dennis said raising his right arm from under the sheets. It wasn’t human, it looked like it had come from a chimpanzee. The group looked upon the arm in horror trying not to let their emotions show. “Do you see what I see?” Dennis asked. “I think I have a monkey arm.”

  “That looks more like a chimpanzee,” Edwardo spoke up, “Technically chimps are apes, not monkeys.”

  “So you do see it?” Dennis asked.

  “Yes, it is quite disgusting,” Edwardo added.

  Cassidy gave Edwardo a look that said shut your hole you fucking idiot, we don’t want to make this worse and get sued for this. She could tell a lot with her eyes. Edwardo complied.

  Dennis moved the fingers on the ape hand and tried to feel anything. He could, it was amazing. Although it wasn’t his arm, he could feel as if it was his arm. But it felt funny because it was a chimpanzee and they have pretty fucked up hands. “What else did they do to me? Am I the bionic man?”

  Just then a doctor entered the room dressed with a white lab coat. He held an electronic chart and some sort of gadget that looked like a tricorder from Star Trek. “Hello Dennis, how are you today?” the doctor asked.

  “I have an ape arm,” Dennis replied.

  “Yes you do,” the doctor replied. “And that’s not all, you also have a neural processor in the back of your head where the damage was the worst. The processor filters and processes all of your vision.”

  “So I am the six million dollar man?” Dennis asked.

  “One point five at the most,” the doctor replied. “We got the ape at an ape refuge in Arizona.”

  “You killed an ape to save my arm?”

  “No, it was dead already, they had it in a freezer for the last week. We, I mean you got lucky.”

  “What else did you do to me?” Dennis asked.

  “We grafted skin from a hog onto your back and neck, reconstructed your spine with Legos...”

  “What, Legos?”

  “They are surgical grade Legos, made for fixing just about any orthopedic problems. And we put in a baboon heart as well.”

  “Why a baboon heart? Was I dead?”

  “No, but you had a major cholesterol problem and needed a triple bi pass anyway and we didn’t have time to find you a donor so we found a baboon and killed. it. I hate fucking baboons, evil looking fuckers always sticking their asses up in the air.”

  “When will I be able to leave?” Dennis asked.

  “Six weeks minimum,” the doctor replied. “We have to make sure your body doesn’t reject the animal parts.”

  Cassidy spoke up, ”You need your rest, we want you back as soon as possible. We have lots of girls that need you. No one can capture the vagina like you do.”

  “Vagina?” the doctor asked.

  “Yes, Dennis here is our vagina photographer. He takes all the pictures of the naked girls for our porn site.”

  “Which site is that?”

  “cassidyrayne.com”

  “No fucking way, I have a membership there. I was thinking of cancelling it, your content over the last year has been sweatshop quality at best.”

  “We know, Dennis is here to fix that, so he needs to get better fast.”

  “Yeah, I can’t jerk off to that third world shot in an alley with a gun pointed to her head crap. It takes all the fun out of it. What are you doing to change that?”

  “We only hire local girls from now on, Dennis shoots them at our office.”

  “Hey, I know a nurse that would be really good.”

  “Would she pose nude and fuck on camera?”

  “No, but she’s hot as hell.”

  “Then she is no good to me, I need women that will fuck, suck and blow on command. Looks means nothing to me if they can’t do that. If they want to do nude modeling, they can work for Victoria’s Secret.”

  “I have some video I shot of her taking a pee in the women’s bathroom, can you use that?” the doctor asked.

  “Is it real video or faked?” Cassidy asked.

  “It’s real, I got a shot of her pussy when she wiped.”

  “We can’t use video without the model’s consent.”

  “Really? That sucks, I jerk off to that at least twice a week in my office.”

  “Have you ever asked this woman to have sex with you?”

  “No, she’s a bitch, rather fuck a Doberman. But I do like to watch her pee.”

  Disturbed by the doctors comments, Dennis decided to speak up. “Is there any way I can get out in less than six weeks?”

  “Who’s the doctor here?” the doctor snapped back. “You’re lucky I sewed that ape arm on you in the first place, do you know how hard it is to thread a wound with all that ape hair. Half the time I couldn't tell the difference between my suture and that fucking hair. I gave up three times, but the thought of how much money I was making kept me going.”

  “You’re a true hero,” Cassidy said with a tear in her eye.

  “Do you think it’s possible for me to shave this arm so it doesn’t stand out so much?” Dennis asked.

  “Do what you want, it’s your fucking arm,” the doctor said and turned to leave the room.

  “One more thing doc,” Dennis said. “Thanks.”

  “No problem, it was either fix your arm or jerk off to that video all day and thanks to you I can buy me a new three stall garage.”

  Once the doctor left, the remaining three from the office stood around bored.

  “You don’t have to stay for me, I’m fine,” Dennis said.

  “There’s one thing we do need to discuss Dennis, “Cassidy said. “This isn’t going to be easy.”

  “What is it?”

  “From what I have heard on the news, your car may have had a bomb planted in the trunk.”

  “I can’t remember the car, but go on.”

  “You were given a new company car by Henry and as you drove away it blew up in the street. Turns out the police have found bomb fragments at the scene.”

  Stunned, Dennis replied, “Who would want to bomb me?”

  “It was Henry, he tried to kill you.” Cassidy replied.

  “What? Why are you telling me this now?”

  “Because we came to finish the job.”

  “What did I do?” Dennis asked.

  “Nothing actually, you were doing what I asked you to do, but dumbshit here decided to kill you on his own. And now that they’ve found bomb making parts at the scene, it won’t be long before they put two and two together and figure out Henry did it. Then they will try to shut down the porn site and put us all in jail. I can’t have that happen.”

  “If you’re going to kill me, why tell me all this?” Dennis asked.

  “You asked,” Cassidy replied.

  “Kinda pointless don’t
you think? I mean, if you’re going to kill me anyway, the

  Explanation is moot.”

  “Yes, but it is polite to answer you.”

  “It’s also polite to leave me alone,” Dennis said pressing the nurse call light.

  “Did you see that?” Henry asked. “He pressed the nurse light.”

  “How long till she gets here?” Cassidy asked.

  “My nurse is a guy I think, I was sort of groggy, but I think he has a beard.”

  “I don’t give a fuck if your nurse is the queen of England!” Cassidy snapped back. “We have about two minutes to finish you off.”

  Just then the nurse walked in the door. It wasn’t a man after all, but a short round Asian woman about mid-thirties. Cute, with a nice rack. “What can I get for you?” the nurse asked.

  “Call the police, these three are here to kill me,” Dennis said.

  “Kill you how?” the nurse asked, “I have to know for my charting.”

  “Forget your charting, call the cops before they kill me!”

  “We have our own security, I’ll call them.”

  “Call somebody, now!” Dennis yelled.

  “What a fuck head,” the nurse said. “Calm down or I’ll give you some Ativan in your ass.”

  The nurse stepped out of the room and left the other three there free to do what they wanted.

  “I can’t believe she just left like that,” Dennis said. “Doesn’t she have a radio? Hell, the slaves at Wal Mart have radios these days. You would think that a hospital would have them too.”

  Henry approached Dennis and grabbed a hold of his IV line. Removing a syringe from his pocket, he uncapped it and shoved the needle into the port connected to the line. He pushed all the contents into Dennis’s IV and watched the fuzzy liquid slowly creep down towards Dennis’s arm. It was taking forever.

  “What did you put in my IV line?” Dennis asked.

  “Bleach,” Henry replied.

  Dennis grabbed the IV line with his ape hand and yanked it out of his arm to Henry’s dismay.

  “What the fuck?” Henry said.

  “You didn’t think I was going to lay here while you’re trying to kill me do you?

  “I thought the IV would go faster,” Henry replied.

  “What’s your backup plan?” Cassidy asked angry and frustrated.

  “I don’t have one,” Henry replied.

  “Grab his pillow and suffocate him!” Cassidy barked at Henry.

  Dennis used his chimpanzee arm to swat at Henry and the smacked him on the side of the head knocking him into the IV pole and onto the floor. Dennis was amazed with the strength he had gained with his new ape arm.

  Henry sat on the floor holding his head in pain. The ape hand had struck his ear and made it bleed a little. Henry was a very sensitive man when it came to pain.

  “What is wrong with you?” Cassidy yelled at Henry who was being a big baby on the floor. “Get up and suffocate this man before we all end up in jail!”

  Henry stood up and pouted like a three year old. “I don’t want to, “ he said. “I tried twice and now it’s someone else’s turn.”

  “Fine,” Cassidy said and pulled a pistol from her purse. She aimed it at Dennis and pulled off seven continuous shots in his chest. Dennis lay there and watched wondering if she had blanks in the gun. Then he noticed the bullets sticking in his chest. “Bullet resistant, remember?” he said with a smile.

  Cassidy had forgot all about Dennis’s super powers. Now she understood how he survived a bomb in the trunk.

  Chapter 29

  State of Texas vs Cassidy Rayne

  Cassidy sat at the defendants table dressed in a tank top, eight inch plaid skirt and six inch heels. Her lawyer wanted her to wear a conservative suit skirt combo, but she’d have none of it. This was her turn in the spotlight and as a quasi-celebrity, the media would be all over the case, including cameras in the court room.

  The judge told the lawyer for the defense to call his first witness. “I call Henry Shedmeyer to the stand.” Henry took the stand and the oath waiting for the defense lawyer to begin. “Mr. Shedmeyer, were you present at the time of the alleged shooting of the defendant?”

  “Yes I was,” Henry replied.

  “Can you tell me in your own words what you saw?”

  Henry shuffled in his seat and looked for the camera at the back of the room. “I saw nothing,” he replied.

  “Thank you, no further questions.”

  The judge spoke up, “The prosecution has the witness.”

  Henry was smug in his seat watching the prosecuting attorney approach the bench like John Wayne. The lawyer, Mason Fish, looked up from his tablet and looked Henry in the eye. “Is it true Mr. Shedmeyer, that you are a notorious liar and cheat?”

  “I don’t think so,” Henry replied.

  “You don’t think so? Weren’t you sued ten years ago for breach of contract?”

  “What does that have to do with this?”

  “It shows your character, that you are willing to lie to protect your interests,” Fish replied.

  “Yes, I was sued,”

  “How did that turn out?”

  “I had to pay six hundred dollars, I paid it, and it’s over.”

  “Why didn’t you pay the six hundred dollars in the first place? Why were you sued?”

  Henry didn’t want to answer, he didn’t want to admit he lied in the past and got caught. He sat and drummed his fingers on his knee and hoped Fish would move on to a different question.

  “Please answer the question or I will request an obstruction charge be placed on you and maybe contempt of court.”

  “I lied to a guy, there you go,” Henry replied.

  “Do you make it a habit to lie?” Fish asked.

  “No, that was a onetime thing.”

  “Is there a chance you are lying to the court about what you saw happen to my client?”

  “If you are asking me if I lied about seeing that fuck head get shot, no, I didn’t see anything. I have no fuckng idea what happened.”

  “The nurse stated in deposition that when she left, my client had no bullets in his chest, but when she returned, he had. She also testified that she saw no one come or leave the room. She was sitting at the nurse’s station with a clear view of the door.”

  “Maybe she’s the one lying,” Henry said. “She spent most of her time trying to get in my pants. She’s just pissed I wouldn’t let her fuck me in the bathroom shower.”

  “You are claiming she made up the story out of spite to get back at you for not having sex with her on the job?”

  “I swore on your fucking bible, now stop asking me the same questions over and over”

  Fish addressed the judge. “Your honor, I believe this witness is committing perjury in order to make himself look better.”

  “We will address that at retrial if information is found out proving the witness is indeed lying on the stand. Next witness.”

  The defense lawyer called Edwardo to the stand.

  “What is your last name?” the defense lawyer asked Edwardo.

  “Smith,” Edwardo replied.

  “Mr. Smith, did you see Mrs. Miller shoot Mr. Jackowski?”

  “Who?”

  “Dennis, the photographer.”

  “Oh, I plead the fifth, sorry.”

  “Why are you pleading the fifth? You’re not on trial.”

  “I’m not?”

  “No, you’re not.”

  “Then yes, I did see her shoot him, about five times in the chest.”

  To his horror, the lawyer heard the very words he hoped he would never hear. He was certain Edwardo would lie and tell the jury he didn’t see anything. Now he was fucked and needed to think on his feet.

  “Are you sure? Could it have been a repressed memory from a movie you saw?”

  “No, I’m pretty sure she shot him, I still have the gun.”

  “You have the gun?”

  “Yeah, she handed it to me and
told me to get rid of it so stuffed it down my pants and left the room before the cops got there.”

  “Are you sure you’re not suffering from some sort of delusions? Do you take any psych medications or are under the care of a therapist?”

  “No, I’m fine.”

  “This alleged gun you say you have, where is it?”

  “In the trunk of my car,” Edwardo replied.

  The defense lawyer was digging himself deeper and deeper into a hole he couldn’t get out of. He decided to cut his losses. “No more questions,” he said and walked away in disgust.

  “Your witness,” the judge said to Fish.

  “Your honor, may we take ten minutes while the witness retrieves the gun from his trunk? I would like to enter it into evidence.”

  “Granted,” the judge said tapping his gavel.

  Ten minutes later a pistol was set on the judge’s bench placed into evidence. Fish continued his questioning. “Is this the pistol Miss Miller gave to you to hide?”

  “Yes it is.”

  “Did you see her, with your own eyes, shoot my client in the chest with this gun?”

  “Yes, I did.”

  “Thank you, no more questions.”

  “Is there anymore witnesses to be called?” the judge asked. “Neither lawyer spoke up. “I am remanding this case to the jury for deliberation at this time.” the judge said and the courtroom cleared.

  As Cassidy was being led out of the courtroom, a large group of reporter’s clamored to get in a question. Always the exhibitionist, she faked tripping on her heels and managed to get her tube top to fall to her waist exposing her huge fake tits. The cameras focused on the porn star’s breasts and she became ecstatic realizing that hundreds of people were seeing her topless on live television. The guards tried to pull her top back up but she held her arms tight against her body keeping it pinned down by her hips.

  “Cassidy!” a reporter yelled. “What do you think your chances are?”