"I think I can manage," Tommy remarks with a chuckle- an idea for how to accomplish it already in mind. He was getting to be somewhat famous after all.
Denicia catches it, raises an eyebrow, and dismisses him, "Alright then. Good luck."
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His first email had been to a young lady in San Fransisco. Her name was Alicia Knight, and according to her letters she was his biggest fan. A blond, though a bit on the nerdy side, she did manage to look cute if terminally shy most of the time. This time however he would need more and for a bit of business he got her to give her number and talked over the phone.
"So Ms. Deville wants you to have fucked 1,000 women by the end of the year. Wow. But why did you call me?" she asked, hoping that he'll say she'll get fucked by her favorite porn star.
"An idea I had to fill this out and make a little money on the side. Reality-Amateur porn. Simply called 'Max Holmes Fucks His Fans'. Guess what happens in the videos."
"Awesome, and what would I do?"
"Help with the technical parts of it, I want a subscription site and some way to screen candidates. I'll only fuck the photogenic, disease-free ones."
Her heart sinks a bit when he says that, not considering herself attractive, "Where?"
"I'll talk to Denicia, she has a house relatively close to you that she isn't using. I'll meet you there if we get to use it. And Alicia?"
"Yes?"
"Want to be first?"
She fist pumps in victory, quickly saying yes repeatedly. Max smiles, says his goodbyes, then hangs up to make plans for California. |