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"Thanks, you're special too."
"I gotta go baby, I'll call you soon." and I heard her kiss the phone
"OK, bye."
I hung up the phone and suddenly realized, breakfast! What time was it? I scrambled to find my watch. It was 9:30am! I quickly gathered my clothes and dashed down the stairs and out the front door nearly bowling over the driver. Who with a clipped English accent said;
"Good morning sir, where would you like to go?"
"Oh, uh, this address."
I fished around my pants pockets, handed him Chris' business card and got into the Lincoln Town Car that served as my transport. While still dressing I called Chris, expecting the worst
"Chris I'm on my way to the studio, I'm sorry I-"
"Hollywood! You old dog you!" he said excitedly
"Huh?"
"I know where you were, man! No need for apologies, you get yourself home and come in later on, it's really slow here now. I can handle things."
"OK, I'll be there in like 2 hours, I'm really sorry."
"You lucky old dog you! Seriously man, get used to this. There's gonna be a lot more nights like this, trust me. Pace yourself dude." and he hung up
A lot more nights like this? Pace myself? As the car smoothly rolled along I had to wonder, could they get any better than last night? Nah, there's no way.
Or is there?
- COMMENTS
bigxdaddyx2014over 9 years agoGood So Far nice way the character gets along with Paris
FallenMorganover 15 years agoThis is a different story about Paris. She's not getting urinated on, she doesn't have a penis, and she's not a coke whore, in this story. I hate the stories where she's portrayed as a complete dirty slut who only uses men. Thanks. I'm writing my own story like this, a rather nice story about her.
