Prior action to “love and death” scene

Jason Shirtz.

Prior action to “love and death” scene

Today feels REALLY good. my 6 PM meeting just got canceled, so I spent a little 'quality time' with my secretary, Lara. Such a good girl. Keeps my schedule, makes my appointments, does so much of my paperwork that I almost never actually have to do work, and even better is entirely infertile, constantly horny, and keeps her mouth shut. Hmm, that reminds me. Meredith has been nagging me again. I suppose I should have Lara send her some flowers. Lara! could you send some flowers to my wife! “Of course sir”. How I adore hearing that. She obeys my every whim! God take me, this is just too easy. I'm not even trying to be good at lying, but ever since I got this job through Meredith's dad's connections, it's just been too easy. I should do something CRAZY to spice it up. Lara! I wanna try something new! Do you think there is a way that we can get that new receptionist, whats-her-name up here? You know, the one with red hear, and the rack? “I'll see what I can do for you James!”

Dear god that was freaky. Kinda went longer than expected too. Celia was expecting me at the motel at 6:30, and I won't be able to make it till seven now. The hell with this. She has a nice ass, but she's not very creative, and I've known that this “pretend I'm going to die” thing had a limited shelf life since the beginning. The good news, is that she's an honest, caring girl, who is going to feel very, very guilty about the whole thing. She'll either going to 'woman up' about our little arrangement, and start having adultery with me for the sheer fun of it, or she'll run off like a little, innocent schoolgirl, and never admit to having been 'bad' to anyone but her priest. In hindsight I don't even know if she's catholic or not. Guess in the years I've known her I never bothered to ask. On the plus hand, if she sticks with it, she might start to get better in the bedroom. I've been of the opinion for years, that adultery only gets good, once you abandon the idea that you are doing it for a 'moral' reason. Guilt, and the self-realization that you have betrayed your honest partner, are powerful, powerful aphrodisiacs. Celia, poor girl, still thinks that she's somehow doing the 'right thing' by bedding a dying man. Never could make sense of that girl. Not that I need to. She's the sort who's really only good for one sort of thing.

Lara! is that taxi here yet? “no sir” How the hell am I gonna get to the motel then? “I can't drive you today, I have something else to do. How about you ask becky?” Who the hell is becky? “the receptionist who we just had the threesome with, sir” Oh, ok. Call her up for me on the intercom ok? She's still in the building right? “yes sir”

In hindsight, this redhead, was one of my smarter ideas. She's barely 20, never been to college, and looks like she got hired mostly due to her clear, girly voice, and her habit of not wearing a bra, and leaning forward a lot when she talks. “Here we are.” Thanks a lot Becky! you can let me off here. Before I go in to speak with my associate, how about something to remember me by?

Oh, gods, that redhead knows how to kiss something fierce. It's a good thing that I've become an expert in removing lipstick, and discovered that removing my suit-jacket, and switching my white shirt eliminates the need to be wary of “incriminating hairs” ah, here I am. Time to string Celia a new one.

Showtime!

*note* This is done as an assignment for my rendition of "Love and Death" by Kathryn Cherkovich for my acting 101 class. It's intended to be a 'journal' of sorts for my character, leading up to the instant before the scene starts. As you can tell, my 'character' is an absolute asshole.