Saturday, December 28, 2008
2:58pm
Hamilton, Bermuda – Beach House
|Tina crawls on top of Hank, next she licks his lips and kisses him|
Hank: Tina, please let me go. You’re just setting yourself up for a world of hurt.
Tina: Hank, don’t make me put tape on your mouth. After all… that is the best part of your body. Well… maybe second best.
Hank: Listen to me Tina. You don’t want to get attached to me. You’re just infatuated or something. Just let me go.
Tina: You remember the last time I took off your belt?
|She begins to take off his belt and pulls it out, she unzips his pants|
Tina: You see, I knew that the other night wouldn’t be our last time.
Hank: Tina…
|She pulls his pants down|
Meanwhile in Castleton
|Galyda enters the strange looking Bed and Breakfast|
Galyda: Uhh… this is where my source lies!
Man: Excuse me? But would you like a room?
Galyda: No. But I would like this bed and breakfast all to myself.
Man: What? I’m afraid this bed and breakfast is not for sale.
Galyda: Who said anything about buying anything?
Man: Well…. What were you talking about then miss?
Galyda: I was talking about this! |Her hand turns into a claw and she claws him in the gut|
Galyda: This is going to be a very, interesting stay
Meanwhile in Bermuda
Tina in still ontop of Hank
She rips his shirt off and kisses his chest
Hank: Come one Tina. Give it up.
Tina: No. I want you so bad.
Hank: But I don’t love you.
Tina: But you have everything I want in a man.
Hank: So I may, but that doesn’t mean that you’re everything I want in a man either.
Tina: What? |Confused|
Hank: I’m gay.
Tina: Hah. Yeah, okay. Funny Hank!
Hank: I am! It’s not a joke.
Tina: That’s what my last boyfriend said. He just wanted to get me out of his life. And I believed him too… up until I saw him out with some slut the next night. Why don’t guys like me? |Tina sits up looking down at the floor|
Hank: Tina, you’re very pretty.
Tina: I am?
Hank: Yes. But, I am gay. It’s not a lie.
Tina: Then why did you sleep with me?
Hank: I was drunk.
Tina: Well you must have been turned on?
Hank: Only when I’m drunk and not knowing what I am doing, yes. But I’m trying my best to stay sober. I don’t want to do bad things anymore. And this week I took it to the edge.
Tina: You mean… sleeping with me?
Hank: No. Something else. I can’t tell you. I hope you understand.
Tina: Oh yeah. Of course I do Hank.
Hank: Look, if it helps any. You were pretty good that night.
Tina: Hah. You were drunk. You didn’t even remember anything when you woke up.
Hank: That doesn’t matter. You’re just infatuated with my personality. But hey, I’m always going to be around if you need someone to talk to. We can be friends.
Tina: Yeah. I’d like that. Hank, I’m sorry.
Hank: It’s okay. I won’t hold it against you.
Tina: Now I’m back to square one.
Hank: Keep looking Tina. You’ll find a perfect guy for you.
Tina: I’m going to go now.
Hank: Uh, can you un-cuff me first.
Tina: Sure.
|She takes the key and lets him go, Tina picks up her stuff and wipes tears from her eyes|
Hank: Tina. Wait.
|Tina turns around and Hank kisses her on the cheek|
Hank: That’s for good luck.
Tina: Thanks. Bye Hank.
Hank: Bye Tina. |He closes the door|