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[NoJo]

Post the PREVIOUS sentence or paragraph in the story...



Mike walked away from the canalside, as the suitcase slowly sank to bottom.

 

[raphy]

It was just dead weight. Didn't mean anything. Not anymore. Not without her here. He threw it out over the water, the low sunlight glinting off the chromed locks.

 

[neonlyte]

Shit, shit shit... How could I have fucked up so badly. Boy she played me like a fish on a line, well here you go Hunny, fish for this.

 

[A7inchPhildo]

(Oops sorry I didn't understand the rules.)

 

[NoJo]

The case flew open. The 500 DVD's tumbled out onto the canal walk. Each one with Marie's prefect ass on the sleeve. Mike frantically stuffed them all back in. Fortunately nobody passed by, except a couple of kids playing hookey from school.

 

[raphy]

"Keep them. After all, you fuckin' paid for them, worthless pieces of trash." She was ten yards away when she threw him the case and turned on her heel. He missed the catch.


p.s. Joe, should that not have been Mike in your last post, not Tom? I is confuzeded

 

[neonlyte]

"Hey Marie, we had a deal. What am I going to do with all of these?" Mike said.

Edited to remove Tom

 

[Guest]

Marie walked up to the men on the towpath, dragging a suitcase behind her, "You are not selling these! Look at the pic, my ass is SO big!"

 

[ruminator]

She felt the wave of rage begin to well up inside of her, as it had done so often in her life. Simple issues in life for others could be monumental struggles for Marie.

 

[gauchecritic]

Then she stopped and looked again. She walked into the living room with the wall mirror and holding the sleeve where she could see it from the corner of her eye, she craned her neck to see over her shoulder into her reflection to compare.

 

[NoJo]

"It's your sister on the cover. We used your sister. "

"You're lying."

Laura was enjoying herself. "In fact we're using her from now on. She doesn't make trouble. She does what she's told. You're fired, Marie."

Laura picked a DVD out of the box. She stared at the sleeve.

"You're lying."

Marie turned from the room, still holding the DVD.

 

[shereads]

"She's more trouble than she's worth, Raoul." Laura tied the sash of her robe, smiling a little when she read the disappointment on his face. Poor bastard.

"That's two of you, then." He ground the chewed-up butt of the cheap cigar into an ashtray, and slunk out of the room, with a last, rueful glance at the bed.

Marie arrived right on schedule, mad as hell.

"You bitch," she hissed. "I told you what I'd do if that shot ended up on the cover."

"Which shot, sweetie? The giant ass?"

"I'll close this outfit down before I'll let you use my picture to promote your sleaze."

 

[neonlyte]

"How much longer you gonna be in there?" called Raoul.

"As long as I need." Laura replied.

Raoul looked around the room, the ruffled bed, empty wine glasses, the bottle tipped on it's side on the floor. Who's she screwing now? He wondered, mind drifting across the voluptuousness of her of her body.

"She's on her way over, mad as hell."

 

[shereads]

It was impressive, she had to admit. Laura had an artist's eye for these things, and Raoul's was the Sistine Chapel of cocks.

Unfortunately, she knew where it had been. Hell, she had frequently been the one who decided where it would go. As casting director, Laura had chosen more of Raoul's sex partners than he had.

"Need me to help you towel off?" He turned the knob and found the door locked.

Gullible putz.