Welcome! Thanks for stopping by. This is the beginning of the prequel to my new series, Hollywood Hearts, releasing in January. A little longer than my usual posts, I apologize but I couldn't stop!
“I’d better get laid tonight, Reid,” Darvin Sweetwater, star quarterback for the Nevada Gamblers
called to his teammate, Tom Reid.
“Joanna said these two are hot,” Reid
called, drying himself with a towel.
"Come on, Davis," Darvin pulled newbie second-string QB, Mark Davis, by the arm. Before they pushed through the locker room door, Sweetwater said, “I’m
expecting some sweet lip action tonight. Woo hoo!” He crowed. “You take the one
with the big rack. Usually I’d take her. I love big racks, but the other one is
an actress on that show, Murphy Lane. I’ve been jacking to her for the past
month and tonight’s gonna be the real thing. After she does me, I’m gonna fuck
her nice and slow.”
Mark had a
crush on Penny Thrasher, a beautiful young woman in a supporting role on the
program. Couldn’t be her. Her part’s too
small. He wondered if Darvin's crude attitude would turn the women off.
“You go first, Davis. I hate blind dates.”
Darvin gave Mark a little shove and he entered the
parking lot slightly ahead of his teammate. Two women moved toward them. Holy Shit! It is Penny Thrasher! Mark
gulped, his mouth suddenly as dry as the desert surrounding them.
“Hi, honey, I’m Tiffany Barker.” The woman with the big rack pushed ahead of Penny and extended
a hand with huge, fancy nails. He’d never been into super-sized breasts, preferring
something he could get a hold of with only one hand, but her
chest was so huge, he couldn’t take his eyes off it. Her eyelashes looked to be two inches long.Her rack, red lipstick and
white-blonde hair made her appear vulgar, cheap to him. Mark took her hand and shook it gently.
“Are you Sweetwater?” She asked in a sharp voice.
“Just the second string, Mark Davis.”
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Tiffany’s eyes spied Sweetwater not far behind
Mark and they lit up. When she made a beeline for Darvin, Mark turned to face Penny. A slender young woman
with ample, but much smaller breasts than Tiffany, she wore almost no makeup
and looked so beautiful, Mark couldn’t speak. She flashed him a broad smile,
her blue eyes clear, lashes all her own and a soft coral lipstick on her lips
stopped him cold. She extended her hand.
“Penny Thrasher.”
“I know who you are. I’m a big fan,” he gushed. Shut up, Davis! Don’t you hate when people
say that to you?
She blushed and cast her gaze to the ground. A humble hottie actress. Imagine that.
Darvin Sweetwater shoved Mark aside and introduced
himself to both ladies. They divided up into two cars, Mark and Tiffany in one
and Darvin and Penny in another. Tiffany made her annoyance at ending up with
Mark obvious. But if she was hoping he’d be upset, she was wrong. He
immediately knew he had no interest in Tiffany. But Penny was another story.
The only thought bothering him was Sweetwater’s plan to seduce her before the
night was over.
They went to Steak On the House, Darvin’s favorite
restaurant. Drinks were served quickly as Darvin demanded excellent service and
since he was a big spender, most restaurants were happy to comply. Tiffany couldn’t keep her eyes off
Darvin, so Mark didn’t feel any compunction about turning toward Penny when he
raised his wine glass and said,“To be in the company of a beautiful woman is a
rare treasure.”
Penny blushed and clinked her glass with his.
Darvin stared darts at Mark. Yeah, Darvin, I’m no
genius, but I’m smarter than you, asshole. Mark smiled at Penny. He watched Darvin struggle to come up with a
better toast and chuckled to himself when he saw he'd outclassed his teammate, the big star. A legend in his own mind. Uh oh. Suddenly Mark
envisioned Darvin taking revenge on the practice field. Tough shit. I’m just as good as you...maybe
better. Bring it on. Mark tried to keep the hostility out of his eyes but
wasn’t sure if he succeeded.
When the food arrived, Darvin dug into his steak
with enthusiasm. He kept making raunchy comments, comparing consuming food to
sex. He put his hand on Penny’s leg several times and leered at her. She tried to laugh but
Mark saw her furrowed brow and noticed her pushing his hand away repeatedly. Anger rose in his chest. She’s
a lady, you asswipe. Not a piece of meat, like a steak, for you to manhandle and throw away.
"Back off, Darvin. Can't you see she's not interested?"
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