Reel Life
Chapter 3 — Dan, not Don
His name was Don but that wasn’t what she called him. She called him Dan.
She wasn’t sure when she’d started calling him that but it seemed like she’d been calling him that almost from the moment that she’d moved into her apartment. At first, she thought it had been by accident but somewhere along the way she’d realized that there was more to it than that. Somewhere along the way, she’d realized she’d wanted “Dan” to give her something more.
He was an old man. She might have been tempted to say he was old enough to be her father but the truth was he was even older than that. There was no reason, then, that she should be wanting what she wanted from him, but maybe in fact, maybe that was exactly why she did want it.
She breezed through the lobby of the building as if she didn’t have a care in the world and she looked at the man sitting behind the desk in the lobby. “Hi, Dan,” she said, as if saying his name had almost no meaning to her whatsoever and then she rushed on past.
Once more, she made it safely to the confines of the elevator. Once more, the doors closed in front of her and once more, she was safe again. She worried that sometime, that might not happen. She worried that someday, she might find herself stuck in the lobby with “Dan” and she worried that if she did, she might not be able to control herself and there was a part of her that hoped that she wouldn’t be able to control herself, that she would finally succumb to whatever he wanted her to be.
Don Williams knew what had been done to the young starlet. Hell, he’d even been a party to her undoing, but knowing what had been done and taking it to the next level were two different things.
It was her manager, well ex-manager actually, that had done it. He’d been upset, no not upset, he’d been pissed that the girl whose career he had molded had tossed him over the side when finally he was about to bear the fruits of his labors and what was more, it pissed him off even more that his rival was going to get to reap his rewards. From Jerry Turner’s way of looking at it, Janine Ainsley owed him and it didn’t matter that she’d found someone else to represent her because even if she had, she still owed him.
So Jerry Turner had come up with a plan but he needed help and that was where Don had come in.
Had Jerry Turner known how Don felt about Janine Ainsley? It wasn’t the first time Don had asked himself that and it probably wouldn’t be the last either. He just wasn’t sure. What he was sure of was that when Jerry Turner had approached him, he’d said yes.
It was Don that had given the starlet the basket with the drug laced wine and it was Don who’d let Jerry into the girl’s apartment after she’d drunk herself into a stupor. It was Don who’d listened to what Jerry had told the girl she would be and it was Don who was watching her become exactly that, and yet, even as everything else seemed to be happening just as Mr. Turner had said it would, when it came to Janine Ainsley’s relationship to him, he was still unsure about it. He didn’t want to move too fast, he told himself. He didn’t want to do anything rash and he certainly didn’t want to do anything that might put his job in jeopardy so reluctantly, the concierge sat behind his desk and he did nothing as the girl rushed on by.
God, she was hot. It seemed like she was always hot these days but at least it was better here in her apartment because at least there weren’t any men around. It was always harder when there were men around because she just got so horny and then it was hard to think straight. Hell, it was hard to think about anything else other than getting fucked.
But at least here alone in her apartment, at least here, she could think.
She poured herself a glass of wine and she settled down with a script that Harvey had given her and she started to read. Harvey thought it was a good script for her. She knew what he wanted. He wanted her to take it. Well, she’d see, she thought as she started to read. She’d see.
It was the sound of the intercom that finally woke her up. Apparently, the “really great script” wasn’t as great as it had appeared to be. She reached for the phone and she picked it up. “Hullo,” she said woodenly.
“Beggin’ your pardon, Ms. Ainsley, it’s Don down in the lobby. I hope I didn’t wake you.”
Janine was suddenly instantly alert. It was Don in the lobby. She still didn’t know why it was that he excited her so. He was way too old for her and yet ...
“Yes, Dan.” She always called him Dan. She wasn’t even sure why. Maybe it was just that she was trying to get his attention. Maybe she was hoping he’d fuck her if she did but whatever the reason, she always called him Dan.
“There’s a delivery for you here in the lobby. If you want, I could bring it up to your apartment.”
“What is it?”
“It’s flowers, Miss Ainsley.”
Oh great. She hoped it wasn’t another fan. She loved her fans. They were what made her what she was but they had to understand she had her own life, too. They had to understand that she didn’t belong to them. Some of them just didn’t get it. “Is there a card with it?”
“No, Miss.”
“No indication then of who it’s from, then?”
“No, Miss.”
Ordinarily, in a situation like this, she’d just tell the doorman to get rid of them but this was an opportunity. This was an opportunity for her to get to see him again.
“Miss Ainsley?” the man asked again. “Are you still there?”
“Can you bring them up to my apartment, Dan?”
“Yes, of course, Miss Ainsley. I can be up there in a few minutes if you’d like or if that’s not convenient for you, we can pick a time when you’d like me to bring them up or you can give me a call. Whatever way works best for you.”
Her first impulse had been to tell him to bring the flowers right on up but on second thought, she had a better idea. “Can you bring them up in fifteen minutes?” she asked.
“Sure thing, Miss Ainsley. Fifteen minutes would be just fine. Is there anything else I could do for you while I have you on the line?”
“No. That’ll be fine.”
“All right then. I’ll see you in fifteen minutes,” and with that, the line went dead.
Fifteen minutes. She had to get ready, she told herself. She had work to do. First things first. It was off to the bathroom.
Fifteen minutes later, there was a knock on her door and Janine Ainsley fought back the urge to rush to answer it. Mustn’t appear to anxious, she told herself and even so, she knew she was rushing. She just couldn’t help herself. She pulled open the door.
“Good evening, Miss Ainsley.”
Janine Ainsley was standing there in just a pair of panties and a nearly see-through teddy which she’d conveniently left open down the front. “Hi, Dan. I was just getting ready for bed.”
“I can see that, Miss Ainsley. I hope I didn’t get here too late.”
“No, it’s fine. Are those for me?”
Don nodded and he handed the flowers over.
As Janine reached out for the flowers, she “conveniently” let her teddy fall open. “Oops,” she said as she looked up at the man. “Do you see anything you like?”
The old man just smiled. “I’m paid very well not to see,” he said. “Is there anything else you need?”
Yeah, there was something else she needed. She needed him to come into her apartment. She needed him to see her.
“Is there anything else?” he asked again.
“No. Nothing else.”
“All right then. I’ll be going then, Miss Ainsley. I hope you have a pleasant rest of the evening. Good night.”
“Good night.”
Janine took one last look at the man before she softly closed the door and then in the next instant, she hurled the flowers across the room even as she snarled out in rage. “God damn it,” she yelled out in fury. “God damn it.” He didn’t even see her at all and now she was horny. She was so God damned fucking horny and it was all because he didn’t see her. God damn it.
She finally managed to get herself off before she went to bed but it wasn’t the same. She wanted Dan’s ... Don’s ... whoever the fuck he was, she wanted his fucking cock between her legs.
The next morning, she didn’t feel all that refreshed when she awoke. She’d had a fitful night of sleep and she was in a bad mood.
The phone rang and she picked it up. “Yes,” she snarled into the receiver.
“Janine?”
“Yeah, what?”
“It’s Harvey.”
It was her new agent. “What do you want?” she snarled.
“Are you okay?”
Janine took a couple of deep breaths. “Yeah, I’m okay,” she said finally. “I just ... I had a bad nights sleeping.”
“Well, it happens.”
“Yeah.” Somehow, that answer didn’t seem all that right to her. She didn’t want him to say it happens. She wanted ... she wanted something else.
“Did you get a chance to read that script I sent over?”
That was all he cared about. It was just his stupid script. “Yeah,” she said. “I read it.”
“And?”
“And I thought it was fucking lame, Harvey.”
“Okay. Fair enough. That’s good to know. We don’t want to put you in projects that you don’t want to do.”
Somehow, that seemed like the right thing to say and it seemed like the wrong thing as well.
“Janine?”
“Yes, Harvey.”
“I was just wondering if you were still there.”
“I’m here Harvey. I’m just ... I’m just tired.”
“Maybe you should get some sleep then.”
“I think that would be best, Harvey.”
“Call me when you’re feeling more rested.”
“I’ll do that, Harvey. Good bye.”
It wasn’t like Janine really wanted to go back to sleep. She wasn’t lying when she’d told Harvey that she was tired but the problem was she was up now and she just didn’t feel like going back to sleep so the problem was what was she going to do with the rest of her day.
She really should try to get some rest, she told herself and she really tried but in the end, even she had to admit it was pointless. As tired as she was, she just wasn’t tired that way.
She needed to go out even if it was just for a little bit. Maybe in a costume of sorts, something that would hide who she truly was. It didn’t have to be long, she told herself. It just had to be long enough to get some fresh air and then she’d come right back.
Dan wasn’t manning the front desk thankfully. As keyed up as her pussy was, she wasn’t sure what she would have done if he’d been working there but when she left the building, it was a middle-aged woman working the lobby of the building. She tipped her cap at Janine and Janine nodded back as she headed on out.
This was good, Janine thought. It was good to be out. It wasn’t like she was suddenly rejuvenated but it was good at least to be out of that apartment and to be out in the fresh air.
It was almost lunch time and there was a cafe she liked. They knew who she was but they also knew enough to guard her privacy. They didn’t ask her for anything special. They just treated her like any other customer and so, of course, she went there.
She was seated at an outdoor table. She ordered a salad and a Diet Coke and she watched the people going by. This was very good.
She’d finished off her meal and she was just sitting there. A few moments longer, she told herself. A few moments longer and then she’d go back to her apartment, and who knows, maybe she’d even call Harvey, or maybe she wouldn’t. It didn’t matter, she told herself. She could do what she wanted.
And it was then that a couple of young men came up to her. “Are you Janine Ainsley?”
“Wh-what?”
“Are you Janine Ainsley?”
“Um yeah.”
“You see,” the one man said to the other. “I told you it was her.”
“I didn’t say it wasn’t,” the other man said. “I just said I didn’t know her all that well.”
“Dude, Morgan loves her. She makes me take her to every new movie she’s got out. It’s annoying, you know. Hey, can I ask you for a favor. My girlfriend is like your biggest fan. Could I get an autograph from you?”
Janine couldn’t help herself. Her pussy was starting to tingle and the longer these guys stayed with her, the more her pussy seemed to respond to their presence. She had to go, she told herself. She had to go before it was too late.
Or maybe it was already too late. The man was standing there with a napkin and a pen. She couldn’t not sign the autograph so Janine reluctantly took the pen and the paper. “What’s her name?” she asked.
“It’s Morgan O’Keefe. Gee, I really appreciate your doing this.”
“Yeah, sure.” Janine couldn’t help but feel the need in her pussy grow with every passing minute. Damn, she wanted to fuck. She wanted to fuck so bad. “What’s your name?”
“Bobby Carr.”
Janine took the napkin and she scribbled out a short note and her signature.
“Gee thanks,” the boy said and then he looked at what Janine had written. “Hey, I can’t give her this.”
“Why not?”
“What do you mean why not? Look at it.”
Janine looked at it and she was mortified at what she’d written. She hadn’t even thought about it. She’d just written it.
“What’d she write?” the other man asked.
“Dude, she wrote ‘I want to fuck Bobby and his friend.’ I can’t give that to Morgan. She’d kill me.”
“You’re totally overthinking this, man.”
“What do you mean?”
“Look at that note again, man.”
“Yeah, so?”
“So take it at face value. Look at what she wrote.”
Bobby looked at the note and then he finally seemed to get it. “Did you really mean what you wrote here?” he asked.
All she had to do was say no. All she had to do was say it was all just a joke. That was all she had to do and that was all she had to do, even if it wasn’t the truth.
“Well,” the man asked.
The problem was her pussy was so wet and these men, they were right there. Did she mean it? “Of course, I did,” she answered.
“You want to prove it?”
Janine groaned to herself. She didn’t want to prove it and yet she did. “What’d you have in mind?” she asked.
“You could come back to my place with Walt and me and you could prove it there.”
“What about your girlfriend?” Janine asked. “Wouldn’t she mind?”
“She’s at work and what she don’t know won’t hurt me. So what about it? You want to come play?”
She really shouldn’t, Janine told herself.
“Last chance to say yes,” Bobby taunted her.
“Okay.”
“What?”
“I said okay,” and it was only then that Janine realized that they’d only just been teasing her. THey hadn’t really expected her to say yes.
“You want to come back with us?” an incredulous Bobby asked.
This was her last chance. Janine knew it. This was her last chance to say no. This was he one last chance to say she’d only been joking. This was her one last chance to say she’d only been teasing them.
The only thing was she didn’t want to say no. She wasn’t sure why that was but it seemed almost as if whenever she got around a guy, her pussy just started to get wet. “Don’t tell me you’re going to back out now,” Janine said.
“Who said we’re going to back out?” Bobby said.
“I didn’t,” said his friend Walt.
“Well come on then,” Janine said. “Let’s go.”
Now that the young actress seemed to be on board with the program, the two men seemed to enjoy taunting her with what they were going to do to her and as much as they tried to taunt her, Janine would just smile blithely and she’d say, “That’s nice,” or she’d say, “I hope you will do that to me,” and then they’d move on.
“Well, we’re here,” Bobby finally said at last.
They were standing in the living room of Bobby’s apartment. “This is where you live?” Janine asked.
“Uh huh.”
“Is it hot in here,” Janine asked.
“Hot? What do you mean? It’s not hot in here.”
“Oh. Well, maybe it’s just me ‘cause I feel kind of hot like maybe I should take some clothes off. What do you boys think?”
“Yeah,” Bobby said.
“Hell yeah,” his friend echoed.
“Maybe you boys would like to help me take my clothes off.”
The boys didn’t have to be told twice and soon they were helping Janine out of her top and out of her jeans, then out of her bra and finally out of her panties.
“I feel much better now,” Janine said, “but you boys look terribly overdressed. Aren’t you a bit hot?”
“Now that you mention it,” Bobby said, “I am feeling a bit hot.”
“Me, too,” his friend said. “Really hot.”
“I thought so. You should take your clothes off, too.”
“Yeah,” Bobby agreed.
“I couldn’t have said it better myself,” his friend offered, and it wasn’t long before the two of them were just as naked as Janine was.
Janine wrapped a hand around each man’s cock. “This is what I like,” she purred.
“Oh fuck,” Bobby moaned.
“Do you remember what I wrote on your napkin?” Janine asked.
“Yeah?”
“Well, I want you to sit right here.”
Bobby wasn’t about to argue when Janine pushed him down on the couch.
“And if you’re going to sit there, then I’ll sit here,” she said even as she turned her back on the man and slid her pussy down over Bobby’s cock. “Oh fuck,” she moaned. “Oh fuck, that’s good.”
“What about me?”
Janine looked at the other man. “What about you?” she asked mockingly. “Why you’re going to come here and let me suck on your cock while your friend here strokes the insides of my pussy with his cock.”
“Fuck, baby.”
“You got it. Fuck and now just get that cock over here.”
Walt couldn’t help but groan as the actress sucked on his cock and all the while, he wished that he were the one who had his cock buried deep in her cunt instead of having her suck rather hungrily on his cock.
And as Walt would soon find out, he was going to get exactly what he wanted when Janine knelt between his friend’s legs and licked his friend’s cum off of his cock even as Walt’s cock stroked her from behind and every once in a while, she’d turn and look back at him. “Keep it up,” she’d encourage him. “Keep it up. Keep fucking me like the slut I am.”
And damn, that was hot, Walt would tell himself because every time she did that, he’d do exactly what she wanted him to do because every time, he’d fuck her harder.
He was going to cum but he didn’t want to. He already knew she wanted him to do it. She’d told him that much already but he didn’t want to do it just yet because as soon as he came inside her, he knew his time would be over and he didn’t want his time to end.
Janine looked back at him yet again. “Come on,” she pleaded. “I want to feel it. Cum in my pussy. I want you to do it. I want you to cum in my pussy.”
Walt tried to hold back. He really did.
But he couldn’t and it just felt so good when his cock finally unloaded itself between her legs. It felt so very good.
It was some time later when Janine finally had her clothes back on. She’d let both the men cum in her pussy and her mouth. In fact, it would probably be more appropriate to say that she’d actually insisted on it but she knew it was time to go. “I better be going now,” she said.
“Where you going to?”
“Home.”
“You live around here?”
“Kind of.”
“We’ll drive you.”
Janine shook her head. “I’d rather get there on my own.”
“You’re sure.”
Janine nodded. She’d done enough already. The last thing she needed was for these guys to know where she lived.
“Dude,” Bobby said after Janine had left, “the next time I go see one of her movies, I’m going to have one hell of a new perspective. I’m never going to tell Morgan I don’t want to ever see her again.”
“Yeah man. You and me both.”
Janine walked back to her apartment with her pussy still full of cum. At least, she’d gotten fucked, she told herself. Now, at least, she could concentrate on other things.
But then she walked into her apartment building. Dan had come on duty and it was like her pussy came online harder than it had been all that day long. Damn, he was hot. Damn, he was so fucking hot.
“Good afternoon, Miss Ainsley,” the man called out.
“Afternoon, Dan,” she mumbled even as she rushed on by. Don’t stop, she told herself. Don’t stop because if you do, you may end up fucking him right there in the lobby.
She went up to her apartment and she got herself cleaned up. She made herself some dinner and she even watched TV but all the while, she couldn’t seem to get the thought of the doorman out of her mind. Damn, he was hot. Damn, he was so fucking hot.
She picked up the phone a couple times to call down to the front desk and both times, she put the phone back down again. What the hell was she thinking, she wondered, and yet ...
She picked up the intercom phone yet again and she pressed the button.
“Lobby.”
Damn, his voice was hot. “Um, Dan, this is Janine Ainsley.”
“Yes, Miss Ainsley.”
“Could you come up to my apartment?”
“I could but it would mean leaving the desk here unattended. Can you tell me what seems to be the problem?”
The problem was that Janine was horny but she just couldn’t come out and tell the man that. She needed a reason to get him up to her apartment. “I, um, I think I saw a mouse,” she said. It sounded lame to her but having not thought it through before she made the call to the lobby, it was the best she could come up with.
“Uh oh,” the man said. Was he actually laughing, the girl wondered. Did he actually see through her ruse. “Well now, that certainly is serious. I’ll call an exterminator right away.”
“No! Um, don’t do that. I mean ... I mean I wasn’t sure what I saw. I just need someone to come check it out.”
“Well, as I said, I’m really not supposed to leave my desk.”
“Can’t you please come check it out, please. I mean, I’m really sure it’s not anything. I think I just need someone to come up here and check it out.”
“Well, I don’t know.”
“Ple-e-e-ease.”
“What’s my name again?”
“What?”
“My name,” the doorman said. “What’s my name?”
“I ... I don’t understand.”
“Oh, I think you understand just fine. I just wanted to see if you knew what my name was.”
“I know what your name is.”
“Then what is it?”
“It’s, um, it’s Dan.”
Don couldn’t help but smile when he heard that. It used to really tick him off when she used to say that but now that he knew what her saying that did to her, well it still kind of ticked him off that she couldn’t get his name right but at least now, he had something that he could do about it. “I’m a little bit busy here right now,” he lied, “but I think maybe I can be up there in a bit. In the mean time, I think maybe there’s something you could do for me.”
“What?”
“Mice don’t like being around people who are fully clothed. Don’t ask me why. They just don’t so if you could take off your clothes, that would help.”
“You want me to take off all of my clothes?!”
“Well, you don’t have to take them all off, but if you stripped down to maybe just your underwear, maybe that would be a good thing. Can you do that for me?”
“I suppose.”
“Good. You do that and I’ll be up there as soon as I can, okay?”
“Okay, but please hurry.”
“I will,” and with that, Don Williams broke the connection. He wondered if she’d actually do it. He wasn’t sure she would but he knew he couldn’t wait to find out.
Janine wasn’t stupid. She knew some people thought she was. Just another pretty face, some people thought, but she wasn’t stupid. When she hung up the phone, she knew what Dan had said wasn’t the truth but he’d wanted her to take off her clothes. That much was certain but why would he want her to do that. Well, the answer to that was certain. He wanted to see her naked. What she didn’t understand was just why the thought of that was making her so incredibly hot.
It was almost a half hour later when Don stopped in front of Janine’s door. He debated for a moment whether he should knock or whether he should just let himself in. Considering how the young starlet had been conditioned, he had little doubt that she’d be glad to see him but there was something to be said for letting himself in uninvited.
In the end, he decided to use his pass key and just let himself inside.
If he’d expected to catch a glimpse of her naked body, that was not the case because when he let himself in to the young woman’s apartment, he found the lights were on but the living room was quite empty.
Hmm. Hardly what he expected at all, but the little mynx had to be here somewhere, didn’t she? Should he call out to her or should he go in search for her but even as he asked himself that question, he already knew what the answer was.
He moved on to the bedroom and there she was, sitting on her bed. She still had her panties on but that was all she was wearing and one hand fondled her tits even as the fingers of her other hand rubbed her panties against her pussy. She seemed to notice Don almost at the same time as he saw her. “Dan,” she said.
Almost immediately, Don’s cock sprang to life. “Don’t stop on my account,” the man said.
“I did what you said,” the girl said. “I took my clothes off.”
“But not all of them I see.”
“No, not all of them. I thought you might be able to help me with those.”
“I see.”
“But I got tired of waiting for you,” she said. “I just couldn’t help myself.”
“I can see that, too.”
“Can you help me, Dan?”
Don Williams grinned at that. She was still calling him Dan and it was probably still making her even hotter. “I think I can help you with that,” he said, “but first, let’s get those panties off of you.”
“Yes, let’s,” the girl agreed.
Don crawled up onto the bed and then he pulled the girl’s panties down and finally, there he was, face to face with her pussy.
She was shaved. He liked that. Her pussy was wet. He liked that, too. He wanted to think that that was all for him but considering what she’d been doing when he walked in on her, he had to admit that it probably wasn’t all him.
“Do you like what you see, Dan?”
“Oh yeah.”
“Can I see how much you like it?”
“Huh?”
“Can you show me your cock?”
“What? Oh yeah.” Don Williams started to strip off his clothes until finally he was down to just his boxers and then even those were coming off, too.
“Oh my God, Dan.”
“What?” the old man asked subconsciously.
“Your cock.”
“What about it?”
“It’s so big,” the girl gushed.
“It is?”
“Oh yeah. It is. I know it’s asking a lot but could you do me a favor.”
“What kind of favor?”
“I’ll bet you have all kinds of girls wanting you to do this but could you fuck me? Could you fuck me please?”
“What?”
“I need you to fuck me. I need it bad. I need you to fuck me good. I need you to fuck me. Fuck me please.”
In spite of everything that Don had thought he could have expected, nothing had prepared him for this. “You want me to fuck you?” he asked yet again.
“God yes. I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me hard.”
Don might have been momentarily taken aback at the starlet’s wanton behavior but it was only a momentary setback and then he put a knee on the bed and he crawled up onto the covers. “Tell me again, young lady. Tell me what it is you want from me.”
“I want you to fuck me.”
He settled between her legs and his cock pressed up against the outside of her pussy but he slapped her hand away when she tried to guide him in. “Ah, ah, ah,” he cautioned. “Not yet. Tell me what you want again.”
“I want you to fuck me,” the girl moaned.
The man changed the angle of his cock and suddenly the head of his cock was pushing its way past the outer folds of the girl’s pussy but then it went no further. “Tell me what you want,” the man said again.
“I want you to fuck me,” the girl said frantically. “I want you to fuck me.”
And in that instant, Don drove his cock deep inside that tight, little cunt.
“Oh fuck,” the girl moaned. “Oh god damn. Oh my God. That’s so fucking good.”
“You like this,” the man said even as he pulled his cock back only to shove it back in again.
“Oh fuck yeah.”
“And to think I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” the man said.
“You have?” the girl gushed. She tried to tell herself there was something wrong about that but her mind just wouldn’t listen. She couldn’t believe she’d let herself wait this long, too. Oh God. Why hadn’t she asked Dan to come fuck her like this before?
“Damn, girl. Your pussy is so tight.”
“Oh my God,” the girl moaned. “I don’t think it’s my pussy. I think it’s your cock. Your cock is just so fucking big.”
“You think so?”
“I know so. Oh my God.”
Don moaned as he felt the girl’s quivering pussy squeeze his cock. He almost came right then and there.
“Tell me what you want,” the man said again.
“I want to feel you cum,” the girl said.
“You want to feel me cum, do you? Where do you want to feel me cum?”
“Oh my God,” the girl gasped as her pussy quivered yet again.
“Where do you want to feel me cum?” the man asked again.
“In my pussy,” the girl gasped. “I want to feel you cum in my pussy.”
The man just couldn’t help himself. He moaned with pleasure even as his cock unleashed itself between the girl’s legs and even as it did, the girl moaned yet again as her pussy seized his invading hard and grabbed him hard even as the girl’s body was bathed in pleasure.”
“I just got one thing I need to ask you.”
It was the aftermath of what they were done and girl was still basking in the feel of what the man’s cock had done to her. “What’s that?” Janine asked.
“What’s my name again?”
“Why do you keep asking me that?”
“Just humor me. What’s my name?”
“It’s Dan,” the girl said. “Just like it’s always been. Why?”
“Nothing,” Don said with a chuckle. “Nothing at all. In fact, that was just what I was hoping you’d say.”
“Why?”
“Nothing,” he said again. “By the way, how would you like to have me fuck you again?”
“I’d love it. Why?”
“No reason. I just thought you’d be saying that, too.”