Apr 12, 2014

Handsheets for the erotic writer (5)

We're doing research for another chapter of "This is heaven" (Part II of the Green Eyes), which will relate the story of Brigittå, the passionate writer of romance novels, who has been in touch with John's A-level escort service recently. More precisely, it will relate Brigittå's side of the story, which begins in Chapter 10 (excerpted below).

So here's the sheet, the fifth in the history of this blog (click on the picture): 


(There are a few typos; it must have been the excitement)

"The doorbell rings. Ben of course, or the cops (certainly the cops if anybody knew the real story). I’m asleep. Alex will buzz the buzzer and let homeless Ben in who will explain. Alex will suggest a beer, perhaps, and the couch in the kitchen. Would Ben expect to sleep in my bed? Our bed? Ben and Alex must have bonded during the twenty minutes of my jury absence, the voices in the kitchen sound conspiratorial, familiarized. The phone rings (my cell), which is lying on the computer desk. I’m asleep. Alex answers the phone. It’s for John (surprise), for the escort service (surprise). Alex knows about the escort service, I had told him about the money, or the lack thereof, and the failed outcall on Saturday (on Saturday). John, Alex says to Ben, your real name is John, isn’t it, they need you (he half-grins (I presume) (Alex)). It pays. It pays well. Right up your alley. Outcall. What’s an outcall? You’ll see, you know that stuff. Hold the line. Alex googles “escort + service + Georgia Beach” on the computer on the desk (I can follow him through my half-open eyes), and arrives on the website of the Georgia Beach A-level Escort Service. Why does he do this? To get the numbers right---two-hundred fifty bucks for an outcall (per hour), two thousand bucks (per night) (prohibitive (on purpose) (the rate)). He whispers something to Ben. And where? Lupo di Mare. You know where Lupo di Mare is. Yes, Ben knows (I know). We owe you, dude. Alex slaps Ben’s shoulder (dude) (again), and sees him off---make sure you get paid in advance. John is asleep. Alex returns to the bedroom, resumes his recumbent position next to me, clutches his i-thing, and fidgets with my tousled hair. John falls asleep."

For an earlier teaser of Chapter 10 ("A box of sleepy kittens"), go here.

By the way, the picture underlying the sheet ...


...is by Liliya Peter

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