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�Aren�t you guweng to wipe dat?� the director replied, pointing to Jack�s manhood. Jack quickly shoved it back in before he could get a free swipe.
Jack smirked; at least that was one nice thing he got from his useless G.I. father. His mother always told him that she got nothing from his father but raw, animal, American sex; when abandoned and left a single mother, the only thing she had left to remember him by were Jack�s crown jewels.
Eugene pouted. The room, swathed in bright lights seconds before, suddenly darkened in the wake of a pulled plug.
�Shem,� he bitched. �What a shem.�
�Huge,� Jack said, buttoning his shirt, �how much today?"
�Like ulwes,� Huge sighed, �tree.�
That wasn�t enough.
�Give me four and I�ll let you touch me,� Jack said, smiling. He glanced at the starlet, then stared as she walked away, the light casting unflattering shadows onto her gelatinous buttocks.
�I�m mitting sam wan liter.�
�Want to go threesome?�
The director gasped.
�I�ll spend the night if you give me six,� Jack whispered. A split-second later, he bit his lip - he hadn�t told Gina that he might not come home. No way was he going to tell her that he�d slept with Eugene for extra cash.
The director�s eyes narrowed to slits.
�Six?� he hissed.
�I trust you, Huge,� Jack smirked, �that�s why you direct my films.� He zipped up his pants. �Well?� He hoped Eugene would give in, the bakla. Gina and he needed a new electric fan.
�Four five.� Eugene wavered.
�Five five.� He ran a hand over his groin to emphasize what Eugene would be missing. The director looked like he was about to drool.
�Five. And a boonus for da next felm.�
�How much of a bonus?� He looked at the styrofoam box at the foot of the door and wondered if it was going to be anything like this morning�s meal.
�Your length times a hundred.� Eugene giggled.
�What�s the meal this time, Tato?� he asked the stagehand.
�Hotdog.�
Jack mulled Eugene�s proposal over. That�s a good amount of money. He sighed. Peter Jack Cole, actor? No. Peter Jack Cole, whore? Oh well, porn sex is acting, anyway.
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