0 comments/ 12308 views/ 0 favorites Boston Babes, the Third Season By: Egmont0409 CHAPTER 1 Eva was dropping out of college because she thought the systems sucked and because she'd stupidly chosen to study biology only to find her interest waning faster than her staccato sexual interest in any guy. Now her interest in drama was returning. What a fucking mess, she'd fumed, coming to the 'I'm quitting' decision. Her counselor had summed it up neatly. 'Eva dear, consider pulling the plug before you become dead in the water'. Clichés for sure but in Eva's position they rang vividly true. At twenty-one who wants to be dead in the water? The natural impulse of the scrawny natural blonde with big boobs was to run, ignoring Harry her father's warning if she pulled out she'd be on her own with no financial support from the family and he'd pounce if her mother ferreted money to her. He'd always been an asshole over money but dad was dad and she had to admit he remained okay despite being so hard-assed over this. But she chose to delay her exit because that would let the cast down. Eva Everett had a role in the Student Theater Club's production of 'Bang, Bang & You're Pregnant', written collectively by the third-year drama class and designed to draw the attention of young women to the perils of unprotected sex. Because it was a serious attempt to draw attention to a real social issue, it had attracted funding from the city's Arts Society and that had been used to upgrade costumes and engage a professional director. Eva was Phoebe, a pregnant 18-year old who raised money for an abortion by using her body, intercepting men emerging from bars. On opening night the pathos generated by Eva and the standard of her untutored acting compared with the bulk of the troupe, mainly drama students, was apparent to the audience. She received a standing ovation when she was called to the line-up at first curtain call, overshadowing the enthusiastic clapping and whistles received by the principals. A parent in the audience with his family to see the performance of his daughter, the second lead female actress, had returned the final night purely to once again see Eva play Phoebe. Darren Bryce gate-crashed the production party and was immediately recognized by the director Kate Smith. "You're out of your league here," she laughed, kissing Darren. "I saw you here last night with some of your family. Are you here to take Sylvia home?" "No, James is looking after her. I want to know about the chick who played Phoebe." "God you noticed her. She's a freak. She's never been taught drama at school or college and filled in for an understudy who became ill and then the original Phoebe fell off her mountain bike and severely lacerated her leg. So I pulled in Eva and almost wet my pants. She just flowed into the part and had already committed her lines to memory. She required only light direction." "Take me to her please Kate." "Oooh, lucky Eva. Find something for her Darren. She's a biology student and has become bored and is dropping out. She'll need work." He frowned. "We don't run a benefit for penniless drop-outs." "Ah yes, but you haven't a mean bone in your body Darren and you already see something in our Eva." "You can never tell." "You mimic your profession Darren. You're acting a reluctant stooge." He grinned and followed Kate to Eva who was drinking beer from a bottle. "Eva, it is my pleasure to introduce you to Darren Bryce who..." "Oh the director of Skipjack TV Productions. My mom has big bucks invested in your outfit." "Oh really? Who is she?" "Mrs Harry Everett but she appears on your stockholder's list as Amelia Casey." "Christ, you're Amelia's daughter?" "One of three actually. I'm the baby of the family... mom's mistake. She ended her illustrious career because I gave her a diabolical pregnancy." "I remember that; she just disappeared. I was just starting out and she was something of a legend." "Well if you are sucking up for an introduction I'll take you to her." "No it's you I want." "Oh really? In college life I don't have the reputation of being a babe big into debauchery." "No good heavens. I want you screen tested for 'Boston Babes'. Conversations around them ceased. Eva found it difficult to breathe. She squeaked, "Me?" "Ohmigod," Kate said, clutching her bosom. "Claire Brampton is not available for the new season because she's won a contract for a Hollywood film. Our search for just the right replacement has not been going well. All the tests have been of make-me-a-star young women who wouldn't know how to drag a lame leg or spell humility or wouldn't have a hope of acting unfeminine or under-act the feeling of pain or humiliation." "And you think I do?" "Now that you've mentioned it yes." "All right, I finish here at college tonight. So take me off on one condition." "What's that?" "I'm not made to play a sweet girl. My older sisters bullied me so playing the under-dog comes naturally to me." "No problem. If you screen-test successfully we start you on a clean sheet as a newcomer to the group of four, taking Claire's place. We can't use the words under-dog or downtrodden in pre-launch promos but we'll come up with something." "Well if you are that interested come and see us tomorrow. Here's mom's card. She's not going to believe this. She tried first with Robyn and then with Dinah to get them into TV but they bombed. I'm virtually an outcast within my family so you'd best go carefully with mom. She doesn't have red hair just to be nice to people." "God who's been auditioned?" Darren muttered and caught Eva's stunning smile he'd not seen before. When Kate took Darren off some of the cast gathered around Eva. "Oooh you're so incredibly lucky." "Nah, someone else will come up who captures everyone's heart." "But Darren has decided he doesn't want another bimbo." "Yeah, well you know how guys change their minds. Anyway I've gone off the show; it's become rather predictable." "Well you should give it your support Eva. Is the most popular drama of women aged eighteen to twenty-four. Those four young women are big stars." "Well I'd rather become an aging great actress than a star. The lights go out for stars. My mom was one of the finest female drama actresses of her generation and could have gone on forever had I not come along and fucked her up by giving her a difficult pregnancy." "Oh darling Eva, come on. It wasn't your fault." * * * Eva had no idea what was involved. The tickets arrived and they were for New York and not Boston. Her mom said, "Darling they shoot most of the show in New York because that's where heaps of facilities are located. You'll only go to Boston occasionally for shooting live locations to convince viewers it's all shot in Boston." "And for authenticity." "Yes dear. And that too." To Eva's surprise her mom was treating her royally. Amelia had been knocked sideways when Darren had explained the reason for his visit. Eva had simply said a Mr Bryce was coming to see her about Eva's future direction, Amelia had simply assumed Mr Bryce was a job placement guy coming to check out Eva's background to bolster her lackluster formal credentials. After Darren had left Amelia had taken Eva into her arms and cried and rocked her and finally said what she'd be thinking. "I'd always thought one of you would have inherited my theatrical genes." "But you never thought it would be me?" "No and you have a right to think unkindly of me for that." "No, it's okay. I'll try to make you proud of me but it will be tough; I believe I've convinced Darren I need to play the anti-heroine but others might want to dispute that, even the screenwriter." "Few people can play that convincingly without appearing all bitch." "Is that so? Well mom, start talking. I need to know everything about playing such a role." For the next three days Amelia lectured and rehearsed Eva. "You are a near-natural darling. God I can't believe I didn't see it in you. I have been very careful not to steer you away from acting your natural self. What we have done is to give you technique and our hard work especially on facial expressions and posing has been most successful, I believe. Your posture is unbelievably good. I think I should come to New York with you." "No mom. I'll be fine. I'll handle the cast and the directors and drama and voice coaches my way." "I'm pleased you insisted on going to that expensive college, winning me over and then getting me to work on your father. This great opportunity would not have risen had you not gone to that college." "Whatever mom. Let's see what I can make of it." CHAPTER 2 Manhattan was only 150 miles away by train so since her late teens Eva had been a frequent traveler to New York areas of interest. The hotel she was booked into was marginal but she decided to stay otherwise she'd have to pay for her three night's accommodation. At least it was near the production house. Eva met her contact Mrs Sims at 2:00. "Oh my, you may have set a new record for arriving ahead of time." "It's polite to be on time." "Most of the young women we deal with are ego-driven." "What's that?" "I'm going to like you Eva," Mrs Sims smiled and invited Eva to call her Betty. They toured the huge grouping of four warehouses. "Is it what you expected?" "I had no preconceived ideas and knew it wouldn't be like Hollywood." "No dear. That's where dreams are made. Here we deal in reality." "Will I meet the scriptwriter and lead actors?" "No dear. The scriptwriters rarely come here and the cast is all on leave. You'll not meet them, um unless you test successfully. What is it about you? You don't look glamorous if I may say so. All we have been given is your name and our instructions." "You think I'm Mr Bryce's toy girl don't you?" Betty colored. "The thought has been discussed. We don't like mysteries." "It's nothing like that. He saw me in a college play and invited me to screen test." "What as the lead out of a college play?" "Oh no. I only had a bit part, well third female lead." "Oh my goodness, was Mr Bryce drunk?" "I don't think so. He said I appeared to be a natural. When we were talking he asked were any actors in the family and I said only my mother." "Who is she dear?" "She is Mrs Amelia Everett." "Sorry, don't recall her." "Well try her maiden and stage name. I held back hoping to surprise you. Mr Bryce thought it was significant. Mom was Amelia Casey." "Ohmigod, Ohmigod. That's it. Darren believes you have your mother's acting genes." Eva giggled and said, "Please don't say anything about this Betty. Just let it run as Mr Bryce apparently wants it to run with no one doing anything special or saying anything special. Allow the mystery to prevail." "Very well dear. He'd kick my ass anyway if I messed up his mission." "Which is?" "To have you play a bit part in one of our productions." "Which one?" "I have no idea but perhaps a walk on in 'Albany Avenue'." Betty passed Eva on to Sheryl, a hair stylist. "I have no instructions for you Mystery Girl." "Then I'll tell you how I want my hair for the test." "Then go ahead." "I need to see the script first. I was told it would be written for me." "Well that's fine. Just allow me to examine your hair and get the feel of it. This afternoon is for you to get the feel of our establishment." Sheryl passed Eva on to Leslie in wardrobe. "Ah the Mystery Woman. I have no instructions on how to dress you; just to dress you." "Then I'll decide tomorrow when I've read my script." "Very well. Make sure you give me plenty of time to do it. We'll be dressing other people; we have five productions going at the moment. Let my take your measurements now. God you have great boobs for someone so thin." "It's me. Please don't flatten me out tomorrow." A guy Daniel took Eva to a small studio. "I'm to run tapes of film tests and the making of film tests to give you understanding of what's involved." "Okay, could I have a drink?" "What kind of drink?" "A beer would be great." "Oh good. You don't sound like a stuck up bitch. Do you mind if I sit with you once everything is running. Some of it will be tedious so we can talk." "Yeah that's fine." Betty asked Eva to arrive at 9:30 in the morning when the script would be ready. She dined alone, went back to her room and watched TV and went to bed early. Next morning Betty rushed out of her office to greet Eva. "Hi, did you have a good night on the town?" "I ate alone, I watched TV alone and went to bed alone and had breakfast alone." "Well this is New York baby. It's a city of lonely people. Come and I'll introduced you to Charles Drake. He'd a bit actor and is being paid to read script with you. He'll be off camera so you'll need to rehearse until you two are in tune and get it right. You'll have no direction. When you are satisfied Charles will take you out to lunch. On your return get your hair styled and go to costume to be dressed." Charles was a thin, shifty-eyed guy who said he played an assistant professor at a show called 'College Girls Live it Up'. Charles opened: "Good afternoon Miss Mayo. I understand you are new to our unit?" "Yes, there was a vacancy and I grabbed it. Wow this is so exciting." "It can be very tedious." "You're kidding." "You'll find out Miss Mayo." "Call me Darlene." "That's a horrible name." "Thank you Mr Slimeball. You can fuck off." Eva was horrified. "Charles is this all I have to read?" "Yes, and you'll be asked to read it deadpan, no acting or showing emotions. And then you will be filmed responding to me. It's dialogue. You have to deliver without any prompt or looking as if you're searching your memory for the next line. You will be tested for credibility involving naturalness, smoothness and telling the story of those words by what you say, how you say it and how you react." "But the dialogue is drivel." "Is that so. Let me explain. It allows you to first express excitement to unleash any vitality you can display and then as I talk about the reality you can perhaps show hesitation and then doubt and concern and then you show anger and convey it visually as well as by foul language." "Oh god, I've got it. I've memorized my lines. Let it rip. First the straight dialogue and then packing in the emotions." "Are you sure you've memorized the scrip word perfect?" "Of course. I can do two A-4 pages doubled spaced from memory after one read if its simplified dialogue plus instructions. Two or perhaps three reads if it's really complicated." "Jesus." They went to early lunch after the impressed Charles had said, "I can see why you are been screen tested. You have it in a big way." "What's that?" "On screen charisma." "Oooh Charles. You make me feel sexy." Charles frowned and said he was gay and in a relationship. "But I still feel what I feel from those words. I wasn't coming on to you Charles." "Oh, that's okay then." * * * At 5:00 Betty walked Eva to a studio. "I still cannot believe you chose to look like a social misfit rather than a glamorous stage queen." "Because the part I'll have involves a powerful and long transition." "What part?" "I'm not at liberty to tell you." "Oh god, you are Darren's pick as Claire's replacement?" Eva told Betty to keep her mouth shut or she'd have more than her ass kicked by the boss. "You're right. Thank you darling. Would you come to my home for dinner this evening? I don't want you being lonely in New York." "Oh Betty, you darling. Thank you. I accept." "Well here we are. Heavens looked at everyone who's turned up to watch. Your reputation as the Mystery Woman has spread. Everyone could be excused for thinking we are filming a nude scene." "We're not are we?" "No, and that's gospel. Just be yourself and keep relaxed and remember you are here to become a real actress." "You are so comforting Betty." Eva appeared in front of a single camera against a textured blue background. Betty introduced her to the director Muriel Shanks. The lack-luster director with intense eyes said, "Just relax and be as expressive as you wish. Try to avoid over-acting darling. I'll instruct you through the sound system." Eva was shown exactly where to stand and was told at no time to move no more than two steps away from that spot and to return promptly the same distance to regain that position. She looked across and smiled at Charles who was seated just to the right of the camera. He smiled and gave the thumbs up. "Right Eva and Charles, here we go. When you are ready Charles." Eva remembered to remain dead-panned and remain still and that was the audio test over and then followed the full action audition. She frowned and presented side profiles left and right and repeated them and snarled the final lines, hands on hips. "Cut," Muriel called. "That's good enough for our purpose. Lower the big screen Jerry." There was a big murmur from people watching as Darren Bryce entered. "Hi everyone and a special hi for you Eva. Okay Muriel, let's see what we've got." Charles held his hands on Eva's shoulders. "Don't panic, it was good. Perhaps great. But very few people who look good live can also look great on screen. My pick is you've made it." "Thanks for that Charles. I'm only a little shaky." The reading was fine, Eva being word perfect, clear and her timing was excellent. She was amazed how good she looked on tape. "You have met my expectations Eva," Darren said as the enthusiastic applause died. "Everyone, tomorrow Eva will be offered a contract to replace Claire in 'Boston Babes'. As you all know Claire has gone to Hollywood." There was a moment of silence and then huge applause. Darren held up a hand. "For those of you a little longer in the tooth this will be self explanatory. Eva is not a trained actress. Eva has acted in only one dramatic stage production that by chance I saw because my daughter was also in that college play. Eva as the third female lead stood out for me like a beacon. This is a miracle I thought. And so it was because acting for her appears hereditary is you can believe in such a thing. Eva is the youngest daughter of the great Amelia Casey." There were gasps from people in the know and younger people were asking who was Amelia Casey. "Let's have a brief look at Amelia Casey in 'The President's Passionate Daughter' released in 1989, Amelia's final film. No film is everyone's film but the scene of Amelia as Lydia trying desperately to induce a CIA bodyguard into seducing her ought to be compelling to anyone capable of appreciating highly dramatic and full-on acting." The clip ended to applause and Darren said, "When I first saw that scene as a young guy steam practically blew out of my ears. We hope we haven't embarrassed you Eva?" "No it's fine; it's one of mom's favorite clips. She has a film room at home and copies of everything she ever filmed once she began gaining a reputation as a good actress. I began watching them with her from a very early age. Within a couple of years I suppose it was she had me repeating her lines and then graduated me into saying her lines with the sound volume turned right down. I guess in a way she was making me the young Amelia Casey." People listened spellbound as Darren coaxed Eva along to reveal Eva had never been formally coached in acting or acted in anything until her recent college play. "I guess until I turned fourteen and became unruly I was simply my mother's plaything. I now believe she was using me in a charade to regain her youth. She was fifteen in her first film." Darren smiled hugely. "Everyone you have been introduced to Claire 2. She will be left as her natural self and this will cut across the grain of everything viewers and all of us have become accustomed to in Boston Babes. It's time our babes began to show a bit of maturity from growing up and stop living out life like clones. Claire here will have a role that will rip them apart so our existing babes will be a fiery little coven until they adjust. With that happening and if we manage to capture it on tape, ratings for this third series are likely to soar." Boston Babes, the Third Season As gear was packed away and spectators began dispersing, Darren said, "My wife Joy is home tonight but we can have a quick bite out if you wish." Eva replied with a sigh, "Some other time. I guess you are looking for the producer's traditional fuck?" Darren met the steady gaze full on but squirmed and managed, "Tomorrow night would be great. All night if you wish." "Okay Darren. I take it as a newcomer I'm permitted to call you that." "Usually the invitation is issued after I've fucked the new principal. But rules are made to be broken. Who are you dating tonight?" "I've been invited to dine with Betty's family." "Christ, you're turning me down for her?" "Betty invited me first Darren. May I ask where are your ethics?" Darren appeared quite taken aback. He yelled to Muriel to write an explanatory email and send a copy of the screen test to all four babes. "Including Claire?" "Yeah, she will be interested in the quality of her replacement." * * * On the way to the hotel Eva decided not to ask Darren did his wife know he fucked his leading female actors and perceived 'hot' new recruits. In a tiny way she cared about the wife but if you marry a pig what should you expect? Her mom years ago had told her about the immorality in the film and entertainment industries and many people simply took it for granted. Eva couldn't remember if she'd understood what her mom had really been on about but funnily enough remembered something her mom had said: 'It's one way of attempting to guarantee a great income'. So Eva had decided to roll over for Darren for that reason and also because she rather liked him despite his brusque manner. There was a kindness about him. well at least she thought so. He was an excellent communicator and had indicated help was on hand for her if she required it. For that last reason alone in this dog eats dog industry it was worth being overly nice to him. "How was dinner at Betty's?" "Fine, they are a lovely family. Her older son attempted to nail me but I decided to keep it fresh for your tonight. It's almost two months since I've had sex." "Jesus and you're still alive?" She grinned and said well she was rather thin so tended to miss out. "Yeah so I noticed but you have a couple of compensations." "So you like my boobs?" "Yeah. I've been thinking our three babes might gang up on you. I'll warn Muriel who is the director but what say if I adjust Betty's duties and make her your minder for the first couple of weeks while you are on set?" "Yes please. I'd appreciate that. She also has a good handle about what goes on. Would she accompany me to Boston?" "Yes. If you are as good as I suspect, you won't need protecting once you get your feel on the group. The trouble with resentful babes is they hang on to it. With guys it only takes a bit of push and shove or an all-out fight and it's over." "Pity guys don't have big tits and you could do without us ladies." Darren grinned and draped a hand over Eva's crotch as the cab neared the hotel. "I like the way you think but having ladies around is fine by me. I'm a pussy guy. Do you have an interactive pussy?" "I think that's for you to find out Darren." In the room as Darren poured the wine Eva felt the need to take a good look at the guy who was about to have sex with her. When they first met she scarcely had taken in his features apart from his wide face and graying temples. It was a florid face with lines and strong features and intense hazel eyes meant he looked attractive enough. He was going to flab through excessive wining and dining and chair-sitting no doubt. "Pull out your tits." She didn't mind acting the whore so followed orders. He poured wine over them and sucked and fire ran through her and she was ready for him but not to ass fuck. That was reserved for special men, and she'd only found two of those so far. They drank some of the quality wine and he watched as she unbuttoned his shirt, staring at him. "I'd guessed you will be hairy." "Yes." "And like fucking." "Yes." She wondered why he appeared almost shy and eventually when she dropped his trousers and briefs found out why. Right in front of her nose was an erection of unimpressive dimensions. Not giving him time to apologize, if he'd felt driven to that, she closed her lips over the tip and waggled her tongue against it. "Oh god," he groaned. Eva smiled thinking a lot of guys used that as their initial response. She went to work as he pulled up her top and unhooked her bra and then grabbed a handful of boob. She liked that. It annoyed her when men simply stood still and threw back their heads and lost themselves in persuasive delight. It took two to fuck, didn't it? At least Darren appreciated that and when she tasted his semen for the first time she withdrew, pulled off her skirt and panties and lay back on the bed, spreading. "Is everything okay?" he asked anxiously. "Very much so. I love a cock small enough so I can get my mouth right down to almost touch the hairy balls," she lied. And then added truthfully, "I thought you were about to cum. I wanted to save it till later so you can squirt my boobs and face." Darren looked disbelieving but when she thrust two fingers up her cunt he fell down and attempted to devour it. He had a long strong tongue and Eva was in heaven, groaning and writhing herself into three orgasms that she counted. There may have been smaller ones. When he went to climb on to her he apologized. "It's small." "Then if I'm too wide jam in fingers." He gurgled, "Oh fuck, what an invitation." Eva was aware Darren was having a great time and finally purple-faced he pulled out and shot over her face. The bastard aimed at her eyes. "Lick my eyes clear," she demanded as he flopped over her, no longer groaning "Oh shit, oh shit" as he jerked over her face. "No," he said, wiping her face with a towel. Another mean male, Eva thought. They expect females to gobble them and swallow but they panic is their semen gets near their mouth and half of the bastards won't suck pussy-dripping fingers. She fingered and offered them and to her surprise Darren sucked them heartily and said "Yummy." God men said women were difficult to understand. Then what were men? In the morning an attentive boss kissed Eva goodbye outside Penn Station after the signing of her contract. She returned home to Albany for the remainder of the month. The principals would assemble on the 2nd of the month following at which time Betty would become Eva's temporary 'minder'. CHAPTER 3 As half-expected there was a stand-off at the studio. The blonde Tessa (Daisy), the brunette Megan (Dana) and the redhead Rosemary (Lenka) faced Eva in a tight line. The silence was almost scary. Muriel stood at the side of them, remaining tight-lipped and watchful. Eva took the initiative. "Hi, I know you guys are hating this. Losing Claire must be like losing a sister and now you are expected to accept me as the replacement and I'm very much aware I'm not one of you." "You're right about that sister." "Rosemary my name is Eva and I expect you to use it." "Or else what?" "Or else I'll give you a hard time." "There are three of us." "And I'll take on the three of you if necessary." Tessa cracked and smiled. "You have balls." "It sounds like you may have no more than one babe for support Rosemary." "No Eva," Megan said. "You could be the tough bitch we need as I feel we are going stale and need rejuvenation. I'm giving you a chance." "Rosemary?" "What?" "From what I know of you from watching the show, you really are not suited to play to role of a bitch with me. Yield now and it's over." "Yeah Rosie. We can get her kicked off the team if she fails us." "Okay Tessa, I hear you. Welcome to the team Eva," said Rosemary, holding out her arms. Kissing her gently Eva said, "Its not a question of me failing you guys, think of it the other way round." Kissing Eva Tessa laughed and said, "You cheeky bitch." And Megan grabbed the two of them and called, "Join us Rosemary." The PR crew then went work to produce publicity stills and a film clip for immediate distribution to their network and the media. "Thanks for the welcome guys, Eva said when the PR team withdrew. "You know Betty. She's been assigned to show me the ropes and to attempt to reduce my goof-ups to smooth my introduction. I know fuck all about acting and even less about filming." Tessa, establishing herself as leader with the departure of Claire, looked at two men standing beyond Muriel. "Guys you heard what Eva said about being a greenhorn. It might be a good idea to keep her in that role, at least for the opening weeks of our new 20-episode season. We've been told she's an uneducated natural so let viewers see her develop. Come over and meet our new pal." Tessa introduce the writer and co-scriptwriter Jack Holland and scriptwriter Peter Adams. Electricity seemed to leap between Jack and Eva when they shook hands and she was surprised that no one appeared to notice, least of all Jack. Oh god, she thought, was he married? "Watch Peter," Megan whispered. "He's a lecher. Jack is such a gentleman we think he might by gay." Oh no, what a crime to civilization, Eva almost chocked. Muriel said, "Well I can't say all of that was a time-waster. Thank you girls for making the effort. You original three come to lunch with me. Eva you go for a two-hour lunch with Jack and Peter so they can begin to get the feel of you." "Are there any parts of me the this production house prohibits them from feeling?" Eva asked looking naïve. Everyone cracked up and it was only then upon hearing laughter from higher up that Eva saw the camera crew and realized everything had been filmed, probably from the time the first people began assembling. God, she must adjust behavior and conversations accordingly in future, not knowing when she might be filmed. * * * Eva's new accommodation was in two-bedroom suites in a 4-star hotel, much improved on her original accommodation. "Who's the unlucky one who gets me?" Rosemary (22), Megan 21 and Tessa (23) looked at one another. Tessa then said, "We have agreed for the sake of unity and pleasant relationships you get to choose." "Tessa." "Good god why me?" Tessa asked, looking a little stunned. "Because you have the best body." "Oh Christ," Tessa wailed. "No relax. You have some fire in you. I believe we'll bounce off each other and become really good friends." "Aw," Megan moaned but Rosemary said that was good reasoning and perhaps it would come to pass. "Besides my tongue fits Megan's pussy best." The other three women laughed at Megan's embarrassed look and they cackled again when Eva said, "A few pussy licks strengthens any girl's character." The four women spent the next three days giving magazine and newspaper interviews and Tessa appeared on TV to talk about the sad loss of Claire Street who'd played Augustine. "But onward and upward," she said to the interviewer. "In the studio audience here is Claire's replacement. She's a young woman who is nothing like sweet Claire. Would you like to meet Eva Everett who has been engaged to push our show to new heights?" "Oh yes, I'd be delighted," said Presley Jones. "Miss Eva Everett please come on stage." There was huge applause as Eva stepped forth in the traditional dress of the Boston Babes of jeans, boots and black top with various patterns. "Welcome Eva. As I've noticed in newspaper photographs you are younger and um..." "Less attractive?" "Ah yes, thank you dear. You are younger and not quite as attractive as your fellow babes. Is this intentional?" "Definitely. Our producer Mr Darren Bryce has some very strong views about this. He wants to lift the show before staleness causes audience drift." "The newspapers said you've had no training in acting and know even less about theater and film?" "Yeah Presley... great name... but I'm not without a brain. Mr Bryce has been creating my role as he sees it and he's explained the reasons why he's doing this to fire my motivation. He pictures me as Cinderella taking the show to new heights. But of course that is illusionary. Never will I be able to out-act my distinguished fellow babes." "Well you seem to be very well briefed. Were you a fan of 'Boston Babes?' "Yes since the opening episode. You see the show fits my age and interest demographic." "Oh I see. And was Mr Bryce pleased about your loyalty to the show?" "I can't answer that because we never discussed that topic." "B-but he engaged you on first sight as his replacement star?" "With greatest respect Presley he didn't engage me until seeing the results of my screen test. Also he's backing me because what he sees in me rather than whether I've watched the show on TV and no way am I a star. I walk onstage for the first time knowing I'll be in illustrious company of real TV stars. I'll be a nobody. My knees will be knocking and I'll probably wish I was safely behind a counter at J C Penny's selling stockings, not that I've ever done that." "But you'll act you little heart out." "It's probably a big heart behind these big 'uns Presley," Eva said juggling her boobs. The audience screamed with laughter and Presley's hand was over her mouth. "Sorry if I caused offence Presley. And how are Sam and Jess?" "You know I have children and know their names?" "Oh yes. Ever since I was a small girl I've read gossip magazines and followed the lives of stars and gossip columnists and the career highlights of top presenters like yourself. You ought to be very proud of your fine looking children and I bet they are proud of their mom." "I er I... well thank you. Well we are out of time. Tessa, I mean no offence to you, Megan and Rosemary but after this brief appearance of Eva tonight my feeling if we have just witness the birth of a new TV star." "I can agree with you Miss Jones. For someone who has just stepped out of college Eva displayed amazing presence and maturity. Claire was the highest rated actress of we babes and if Eva rises to take that crown then I won't mind because by that stage I will be a believer." "Thank you ladies. We have just heard from Tessa McKinnon who plays Daisy as one of the four 'Boston Babes' and Eva Everett is just Eva at present because she's in the process of being written into the script for the new season of 'Boston Babes' and doesn't yet know her screen name." Arriving in the dressing room to have their screen make-up removed Tessa hugged Eva. "You were amazing, simply amazing with awesome presence and yet no sign of acting." "Thank you Tessa for giving me the opportunity to be introduced to viewers who watch our network. I feel I've taken a big step." A make-up assistant came up and said, "May I have your autograph please Miss Everett?" "What? Don't you mean Tessa who plays Daisy?" "It's yours I want Miss Everett. I just watched you on TV." "I'll sign if Tessa also signs." "Yes please Tessa." "Oh okay," Tessa said, giving Eva a surprised glance. * * * Eva took a call. "Hi, it's Jack, Jack Holland." "Yes I recognized your voice." "You now have my number." "Yes I do. What do you want?" "Hey, is that being friendly?" "The girls told me you are not very friendly with them; standoffish was one comment." "Well they are scatty." "And I'm not?" "It appears to me that way and unlike them you've made no attempt to influence me as author of developer of the Boston Babes story when we talked over lunch the other day." "Well what you do is none of my business. I'm paid to be an actor and to follow script although with the right to challenge at our first readings." "Like I said or rather suggested, you are measured, not scatty." "It's so typical of guys to call females scatty simply because they emote." "Christ that's a good line; mind if I use it sometime?" "Do what you wish. Is this our call finished?" "No it isn't. Peter and I knew from PR that Tessa was appearing on TV this evening so watched. We didn't expect to see you. Christ you were sensational." "Says who? I wasn't acting." "But you projected. For someone who hasn't been trained in camera presentation you were unbelievably good." "So Tessa told me." Jack sounded flabbergasted. "Tessa told you that?" "Are you doubting what I say Jack?" "No, no. You must understand, she is a cold and heartless bitch." "Goodbye Jack." "No wait, I'm sorry. I'm a little screwed up about women and by women. I've been dumped twice, heavily." "And you think women don't have brains?" "What? Oh, very droll. May I speak to you sincerely?" "I'd hope you always do." "No I mean... aw oh crap. When I first saw you I was enchanted. It's true Eva. You burn." "I what?" "I felt I could feel your aura and when I shook your hand I was jabbed by something, like electricity." Eva was unable to hold back. "You felt that too?" "Yeah, now doesn't that grab you?" "It was an interesting experience but that's all Jack. I'm not interested in dating you." "But why not?" "Because if we are true to our beliefs, the series is bigger than any of us. If I dated you the other babes would be resentful, even if not admitting it. They would expect me to receive favoritism when you write my part. It just wouldn't do." "But I promise I wouldn't do that." Eva sighed. "I'm probably the sorry one here Jack. I was attracted to you but it just can't be. Write me out of the series if you must. I could live with that; the question is could you? Good night Jack." There was no reply and she cut the call. Tessa came into the room, dressed for bed. "You were talking loudly and so I heard most of that and filled in the gaps with my imaginative mind. You are one crazy girl." "You would have done the same in my place." "Would I? I wonder if I possess the courage. You are an amazing person Eva." "Amazing or just being myself and true to the team I will work with. Take your pick. But if you dare say one word about this to anyone and I'll screw your fucking neck Tessa." "God, I do believe you'd try. Calm down bitch. Coffee?" "Yes thank you. And please chat to me about other things. Jack was right for me and I know it but it was just not to be. We have to get over these things and move on." * * * The next day Darren called Eva. "You were great on TV and provided a great boost for our new series." "Thanks. I guess you are calling to bawl me out on something. You wouldn't be so stupid to attempt to have sex with me again." He roared with laughter. "No the family would like to meet you. My wife suggests dinner this evening." "Has the family met the other babes?" "At social functions yes." "Then why am I being singled out?" "Because as we all agreed, there's something about Eva. None of us came up with a convincing answer." "And so having dinner with the family completes unanswered questions?" "It might. You know your thought process seems very mature for a 21-year old." "You can blame it on my mother. Okay, I'll come by cab if you give me the time and address and promise no one in your outfit knows about this." "Wow, you are expecting to have the sky falls in if anyone finds out?" "Something like that." "I promise." Tessa had received a draft of her script for Episode 1 on the new series late that afternoon so Eva said slyly, "I'm going to a show, I haven't decided which one. Want to accompany me? You'll need to dress up." "Ah that sounds good but I've begun my first reading. If you don't mind I'll give it a miss." "That's okay. I'm impressed by your professionalism." Eva came out of her room with her hair piled high and wearing a plain blue silk cheongsam (mandarin gown). Boston Babes, the Third Season "God you look lovely. Oh yummy tits." "It's the only formal dress I own. Now I have been paid I must go shopping. Perhaps you could accompany me Saturday morning?" "Yes for sure. Have a good evening. This script appears to be taking us in a new direction. My part has me acting like camp mother." "Call Jack now and demand changes." "In the morning will do." "No that's when he'll be expecting you to call. Use tough strategy darling." "God you not only look like a 26-year old in that dress but you sound like a female that old." "But I'm too skinny and scare off males with my worldliness." "Not for long babe. Wait until your first appearance is screened." * * * Joy Bryce answered the door. She was blonde, dressed in tight black and her big smile was very welcoming. Eva thought how could her cock-happy husband think of fucking anyone other than his wife? "It is so lovely meeting you Eva. I couldn't believe you'd accept our invitation to dinner. You must have oodles of invitations?" "I may have earned black marks if I'd turned down the boss's family." "He wouldn't dare. You look lovely dear. Please come through. We'll grab a martini from the kitchen and go in and meet the others." "May I call you Joy?" "Of course dear." "Joy my preferred pre-dinner drink is a beer to drink straight from the bottle. If that's not possible no problem." "Of course, you may have anything you want. You're our guest." "This is Eva," Joy announced and everyone in the room turned and conversations died. "Hi everyone," Eva said, raising the beer in her hand. "A beer drinker? Come over and join we guys," Darren said. "And welcome to our home Eva." Joy hustled Eva over to meet her daughter Sharon and daughters Gina and Elizabeth. After the exchanges of pleasantries Darren pulled Eva over by the hand to meet his sons Philip and Raymond and son-in-law Dirk. Eva said, "Oh hi Dirk, you were pointed out to me as director of photography and would be working on 'Boston Babes', being the principal DP in production. "Yes that's right. And I watched your screen test so no one had to point you out to me." "I guess you met Sharon at one of the studios?" "Yes she was visiting her father, after money I believe, and she told me my zip was undone. That was five years ago and we got along well, married and now have two children." The women wandered over and Sharon, the more forward of the women asked, "Why do you drink beer Eva?" "My mother has done so for as long as I can remember and I began sipping from her bottle and when I turned sixteen she produced my own bottle that night and the habit grew." "But beer makes you fat?" "Yes and I was told by my Gran never to sit on a man's knee because you'll become pregnant. Some of these things are not always true for everyone. I used to sit on my father's knee and never became pregnant." Sharon shrieked everyone into laughter. Just then a guy wandered in dressed in black and wearing a black Stetson and black shades. "Take your hat off inside my house Dillon." Joy was ignored and the guy walked right up to Eva who was grouped with Sharon and Gina. He grinned at Eva and said, "And who might you be?" "I'll talk to you if you take off your hat." The guy snatched off his hat just as Joy, who'd come up behind him with a determined look, was reaching for it. "I'm Eva Everett from out of Albany." "You don't look American." "Well you don't appear house trained so consider we are quits on insults." He grinned. "I'm Joy's kid stepbrother. We share the same mom. My name is Dillon Fitzgerald." "What the jazz guitarist?" Dillon appeared quite startled. "You've heard of me?" "Yeah, I heard you at the Boston Music Festival last year. You kinda got to me. I'm not one of these bimbos who demand musicians play numbers they recognize." The room was hushed as this most unexpected conversation continued. "Then want kind of bimbo are you?" "Thanks for the compliment. I'm a musical mutant but good music rings true for me. I fancy I'm an aficionado of classic guitar and can recognize the playing of countless top exponents, perhaps twenty but that may be pushing it, within ten bars of hearing them play." "How many of my CD's do you have?" "You refuse to be recorded for distribution. But I do possess the unauthorized 'DF's One Hour Workshop' I downloaded from the Internet." "That's pirated music and is illegal to possess." "So?" "You can be arrested." "Then arrest me but before you do so you may find it difficult finding the evidence." "You suck." "Oh that's charming from someone so possessive of his original music but I bet you have heaps of recordings of music from other composers. Think about that. Now fuck off and talk to someone else." "I will and damn you." "How is it Joy is so lovely?" "What do you mean... oh, god you are a sly bitch." Dillon went over to join the men to probably sulk. "And so you've met my charming half-brother," Joy said, kissing Eva and apologizing. "There's no need to apologize. It was okay. He needs a good woman to train him." Sharon said softly, "Judging by the way you handled him that good woman might be you." "He doesn't want to screw me, at least not the way you might be thinking Sharon. All he wants is to screw my neck." The women muffled their laughs to avoid antagonized the belligerent thirty-year-old Dillon. Three days later Eva received her draft script and read her lines aloud. Although they sounded obscure because it was a one-way reading she was pleased. In her mind the balance was perfect. She was tentative as a newcomer but a little saucy with just a touch of toughness showing... it was very much like Darren had wanted her cast. And that was very much like who she was. She called Jack. He said, "Hi Eva. I'm in a restaurant having late lunch with a bunch of buddies and we've getting drunk." "Good for you." "Oh dear. You're still mad at me making a pitch for you?" "Not at all providing you accepted my reason for rejecting the pitch." "Yeah I do. It made sense." "Then let's be friends." "Okay. So what's wrong with your lines?" "Nothing. I'm so naïve I find them completely acceptable and thought I should call and tell you so you can relax knowing that was me out the way and that would allow you to go out and get a little drunk." "I'm pleased. Now you take care Eva." "You too Jack. You're a lovely guy. Bye." Eva yawned and lay down for a nap. She'd like to go out and get bright on booze but had no one to do that with. Tessa's boyfriend had arrived back from somewhere and she'd gone out with him and Rosemary and Megan had gone to their gym. Eva didn't do gym but thought she should resume swimming and bike riding. Well she had to do something if she wasn't getting enough sex to help her keep fit. Yeah. Eva's phone brought her out of sleep. "Sorry." "What?" "That's a pretty big apology for me." "Is that Dillon? "Oh, so I'm the only one who's offended you?" Eva giggled and said he sounded somewhat more appealing when in a conciliatory mood. "Really?" "Yes but you may believe you need to be somewhat abrasive to provide an edge with your composing." He laughed and said that may well be the most intelligent comment he'd heard all week. "God you can even stoop low enough to become a grease ball." He chuckled. "Did Sharon tell you to call me?" "God, do you have external surveillance installed? She called me three times telling me to call." "Call to apologize?" "No just to call. She believes you might be good for me. I was astonished to learn you are the replacement walk-on in 'Boston Babes'." "Well someone has to do it." "Careful, you might trip over your modesty." Eva said she would be surprised if he watched that show. "Well at least you don't know everything. Guys watch the show to keep up to date with babes and watching them carry on makes guys feel superior." "May I take you out for dinner tonight?" "What?" "May I take you out for dinner tonight?" "I was calling to ask you that same question." "And I thought that would be the case but then thought you might be relieved that I'd accepted your apology you might have forgotten that purpose of your call." "Um, don't get mad but you are one very strange girl." "And you are strangely interesting. I bet you repel most women." "Who told you that? Fucking Sharon I bet trying to keep you out of my influence?" Frowning over that comment, wondering exactly what he'd meant, Eva said, "No and don't be so mean. She's lively and rather nice and is fearless like me. No my instinct told me you'd frighten off a lot of your women because your intensity is racked up a little too high for them." "And you?" "I find you okay and assume you are capable of improvement." Dillon laughed and said cheeky bitch. "Yeah I'll come to dinner with you tonight. Do I bring an overnight bag?" "No." "Aw." "Earn my respect and you can sleep with me. I have quite high standards." "Aw, I bet you do." "I'm on the cusp of launching into a career and I don't want anything to interfere with that such as acting foolishly over any guy and I don't necessarily mean you." "But you do mean me." "Yes." "Christ you and Sharon should be living together. It's rare to run into women who are such straight talkers as you two and who are not butch." "Well work on your insecurity problem and things like that won't loom large for you." "What insecurity problem?" "We'll get around to talking about that sometime. Let's not rush it and don't get nervous at me talking like this. I'd rather you screw me than you wanting to screw my neck." Eva gave Dillon the address and she agreed with his suggest time of 8:30. CHAPTER 4 Episode 1 of the third series was a breeze, the whole hour being devoted to the need to find a replaced babe for the apartment for rent-sharing and housekeeping and meal-sharing and then the selection and the initiation of the new babe into the lifestyle of the three established roommates. The lines were fairly predictable and that was understandable but there were plenty of tense moments to project drama. The readings went well as did rehearsals and then filming followed. The grind and the demand for nuances provided Eva with some learning difficulties but the director Muriel was almost overcome by the way the other three girls supported the newcomer. "What is happening here is what we are attempting to achieve on film," she said, quite astonished. "I had expected to see blood on the floor." "Well Eva happens to have quite a way with her and never gets up our noses. You can thank Darren for getting us together early to assist with the transition." "Damn right," Rosemary said. "It's as if Eva has always been with us." "Well I want to see conflict on-screen." Muriel said sternly. "Conflict generates drama." "Never fear Muriel, we are actors," Tessa said haughtily. * * * Darren hosted a party at Skipjack Productions for everyone who worked for him or was involved in Episode 1 together with their partners. The main purpose was to view the finished tape before he took the tape to the TV network for a preview. "This mystery guy of yours," Tessa had said. "Do we finally get to see him at the preview party?" "Yes. I didn't want him involved with you guys and particularly with me until the stress of doing my first episode was over." "Fair enough," smiled Megan, "and I can understand that." "Well I don't know if I agree with that," Tessa frowned and Rosemary shared that view. "Well I've invited him and he asked should he bring a guitar and I said yes." "Darren has hired a band. Perhaps your guy could play during the break." "He plays professionally Tessa." "Where?" "I have no idea." "With whom?" "By himself I think." "God, you don't know. What do you two talk about?" "Quite a lot about sex. I've held off until I'm sure of him. We mostly eat and listen to music." "Am I to believe you have been going out with this guy and haven't have sex with him?" "Yes Rosemary." "God she's lesbian," Megan said and the four girls screamed in laughter. "Where's your guitar?" Eva asked, kissing Dillon and accepting compliments about how great she looked in her new little black dress. "Where's your moustache?" "I shaved thinking I might get lucky tonight." "I told the girls we haven't had sex." "You told them that, why?" "Because I knew they would be interested and now they don't know what to expect. You will enjoy them looking at you curiously and wondering if you have a dick." "Oh god, I'm not going in." "Yes you are. Come on." "I didn't bring my guitar because I don't play to rowdy groups." "You play at festivals." "Have you ever been to a jazz festival?" "No, aren't they similar to rock concerts." "Christ you have no idea, have you?" They walked into the party. Darren yelled, "Everyone, please welcome our baby babe, Eva Everett. Christ look who's with her, Dillon Fitzgerald." People wondered Dillon who? But Eva and Dillon were applauded as they walked up to Darren to accept their glass of champagne. The other three babes crowded Eva, eager to be introduced. She started with Tessa and all three kissed Dillon and said they were pleased to meet him and each babe appeared very genuine about that. A few minutes later Joy arrived with Darren's business consultant and distribution agent and their partners and everyone sat down in front of the big screen. There was no speech. The lights dimmed and the tape played. For the first fifteen minutes of screen time after a tearful farewell to Claire filmed three months earlier in preparation for the new season's opening, Daisy (Tessa), Dana (Megan) and Lenka (Rosemary) worked through the piles of applications from prospective roommates, scrapping over which ones were acceptable and which ones must be rejected. Some of the dialogue had the audience laughing almost helplessly. Finally the applications were pared down to the top twenty but the babes failed to all agree on any one of them. "Well we obviously haven't picked the right candidate," Dana said. Lenka said, "Toss them all back on to the pile, mess them up and Daisy you draw out one and we interview that babe." "No, if my pick gets through our joint audition and proves to be a dud you'll gang up on me." The pile was mixed. "Go on Daisy." "No." "Oh [bleep]", shouted Rosemary and pulled out an applicant's letter and made Dana hold it and Daisy took it off them, laughing as Lenka said, "This ensures joint responsibility for choosing a dud roommate if it turns out like that." The three of them looked at the photo. "She's not pretty." "She's young." "God look at her steely eyes." Savannah Mitchell (Eva), new to the city, was formerly interviewed by the three babes next evening and surprised by projecting as being calm and very pleasant. "What are your interests in order of priority?" "Oh gosh... hanging out, shopping, drinking in moderation, taking in romantic movies, making out with a guy, laying half asleep listening to music, chatting. That's about all. Daisy, Lenka and Dana looked at one another, most impressed, suggesting they shared those same interests. "Do you pass wind?" "I never hear it if I do." "Do you like expensive foods?" "Nah, not really. They usually are fattening. Oh on special occasions, yes of course." "Do you snore?" "I've never had a complaint." "Are you tidy?" "Yes but no excessively." "What is your sexual preference?" "A hunky guy who knows how to move his hips." The three interviewers went into a huddle looking at Savannah who had picked up the four coffee mugs and was washing them at the kitchen sink. Daisy looked at her two fellow babes. They nodded. "We invite you to take up the vacant bed." "Okay providing the bedroom I'm to share is with one of you who is committed solely to men." The three babes rolled around laughing. The scene shifts to Savannah on the phone talking to her mom. "I'm found a share apartment with three other young women, all a little older than me." "Oh darling, do be careful. Are they of loose morals?" 'How do I determined that?" "Well are they on drugs and have tattoos and untidy hair?" "I don't know. But they are open, vivacious, appear intelligent, look healthy and appear apprehensive about me." "Well darling. It appears you've hit the jackpot. I'm so pleased." The scene switches to the four babes waiting outside a restaurant on Tyler Street in Boston (pre-shoots of the street and restaurant being included). "We'll be waiting here for an hour," Lenka moaned. "Look at the line ahead of us." "Give me five bucks each and I'll tip that bitch who decides who goes in and when." Daisy snorts, "Twenty bucks? Savannah, are you crazy? A hundred might get us a table PDQ." "What's PDQ?" "Pretty damn quick." "Oh Daisy, you'll have to excuse me. I'm from Albany." The girls laughed and watched Savannah walk forward confidently. Savannah says to the tough-looking woman managing entry, "We've scraped together twenty bucks to get us priority." "Oh yes. That might just get you to the bathroom." "I'm from Albany." "Oh yes, so is my grandmother." "Look, when you came to Boston for the first time and you knew nobody, can you remember what it felt like... hungry, just you and a couple of friends from your rooming house, the whole world against you, or so it seemed?" "I'd have to struggle to remember that. I'm Boston born and raised." "Oh [bleep]. "Oh [bleep]. Slip me the twenty, gather your pals and come on through." Daisy smiles and says, "This really is impressive. This is a premium table. How did you do it? That dame looked tough." "I offered her my body." "Oh no!" screamed the three other babes. The maitre 'd rushed over and asked them to calm down. "No just kidding. I piled on the charm." "Savannah, you might be from Albany but I think you are going to suit us to a 'T'," said Daisy. "You are so interesting, so lively and I'm thinking you'll pull us into a new direction." "What's that... prostitution?" The scene ended with the maitre 'd hurrying over again to the table to reprimand the table of unruly women. At the end of the screening the invited audience, friends of the production house, clapped and hooted and called out to Muriel the director and the four babes who were standing alongside Darren. It was obvious that the reaction was genuine. He then made a short speech. "Thank you everyone, your reaction warms my heart and underlines my belief in selecting this young woman from Albany to be Claire's successor. My gut feeling is she will really grow into her role." "Watch our client network tomorrow at 7:30 when Daisy and Savannah appear on Maggie Innes' program Stage and Theater Intermission. The entire program will be devoted to our new season's production and this is a wonderful pipe-opener for us. An eminent media critic who has seen this Episode 1 tape will present her review." "Now everyone please fold your chair and take it and stack it against that long wall over there. We'll have an hour's dancing and socializing with more cocktails before we go into B Studio for a buffet. Thank you for your attendance and support." "Oh, one more thing. Our band leader Gus Chivers understands Dillon Fitzgerald is in our midst. While you are being served your cocktail Gus invites Dillon to pick up Gus' guitar and take his place to play three jazz standards, beginning with 'Caravan'." Dillon, who was telling Eva how impressed he'd been with her performance looked up and snapped, "No way." Boston Babes, the Third Season Eva placed am arm around his neck. "Dillon, this is a big night for me. I ask you to do this for me. If you prefer not to then that's okay. I'll not be resentful. It's your choice." Tessa who was standing with Rosemary and they had overheard that exchange, whispered to Tessa, "God Eva is such a manipulative little bitch. You've not even aware she has her fangs into you." Dillon tuned the guitar to his likening and then launched into 'Caravan', backed by the keyboard player, drummer and saxophonist. Beautiful music wafted through the studio. * * * Eva hugged Dillon in the cab ride to his apartment building. "Thanks for being so charming to my friends darling. They really like their first take of you." "Am I darling now?" "Yes, tonight you proved to me although Dillon is Dillon, his own man, he can ooze charm." "Ooze charm?" "Yes darling and you damn well know what I mean. You really turned it on this evening." In the elevator Eva shocked Dillon by pulling out a breast for him. "Christ Eva, that's a security camera up there and another over there." "Relax darling. This is regarded as not abnormal behavior between consenting adults. Please lick your hello to one of my twins." They had to walk one level to the rooftop where the sole solid penthouse with sound proofing because of the noise of rooftop building service machinery was a perfect abode for a musician who composed music late into the night playing amplified guitar. "Messy but cozy and homely," Eva smiled when asked what did she think, "and that includes the bedroom." They kissed and Dillon pulled out the twins and attended to them, arousing Eva. "Ohmigod, your finger touch is beautiful," she moaned. "You are strumming me." Eva purred as Dillon undressed her slowly, he pausing to rain kisses on her body. She managed to get his belt unbuckled to drop his trousers and pulling down his boxers to take in hand something rather substantial that interested her. Later her body was racked by numerous orgasms as she was licked and fingered while bent over the end of the sofa. Dripping, she was carried to the bed where she was systematically plundered. When they lay back temporarily exhausted Eva stroked Dillon's face and said, "I'm so grateful to have been fucked at last by you. Are you near ready to go again?" Early next morning Dillon went off to fetch in items his guest had suggested for breakfast. Eva opened the other side of his wardrobe and found a small pile of women's underwear and three dresses. She looked at one of the dresses, mouth open in shock, recognizing it as the dress Sharon Hudson, Darren and Joy's married daughter, had worn that evening when Eva first met Sharon and her family and Dillon later walked in. Eva slammed the wardrobe door shut, chest heaving. She was angry because apparently not only was Dillon having it off with Sharon, who was married, but Sharon and Dillon were related. Joy's mother had given birth to Dillon after her second marriage so Eva figured although Sharon and Dillon were of similar age that second marriage meant Dillon was, er, Sharon's step-uncle. If she was right about that it did seem a slender linkage in bloodline. Well did it really matter? She shrugged and began to relax. It really wasn't her business and there was no commitment between her and Dillon and Sharon had got to him first. She could walk away but Eva decided no. Later back in her hotel suite Eva shared with Tessa she called Joy for Sharon's phone number. Sharon who worked in public relations was too busy that morning to stop for coffee with Eva but suggested late lunch and they met at 1:45. "Oh hello darling," Sharon said, standing to hug Eva in greeting. "Everything appears to be going well for you?" "Yes I suppose it is, especially with my big TV appearance this evening. But I've run into a problem and need to discuss it with you." "Oh darling, you have chosen me as a mentor. I'm ever so pleased." Eva waited until the wine was poured and then looking at her twenty-eight-year old companion said, "I slept with Dillon last night, not that we got heaps of sleep." "Yes I know. He called me this morning and mentioned it." "Mentioned it?" "Yes," Sharon said, coloring. "Sharon, while Dillon was out fetching us breakfast I poked around and in the wardrobe found some female's clothes including three dresses. I recognized one of the dresses as the dress you wore at your family gathering when I first met you." Sharon's face flamed. "Oh god. Nothing misses you does it?" Eva laughed easily and said that was an exaggeration and she was naughty poking around but she did it to learn more about Dillon's preference in clothing. "Your secret is safe with me." "Can I depend on that assurance?" "Absolutely." "So this meeting is to ask me to give him up?" Sharon looked astonished when Eva said not at all. "But..." "You found him first Sharon. I'm happy to be second in the pecking order. I need to be seen socially with a guy once my on-screen life begins to avoid being pestered by creeps on the make. Tessa is adamant about that. There is no commitment between Dillon and me. So you continue and demand priority. As yet I'm not even sure I'll be invited back because when I left this morning all he said was he'd see me later." "Dillon is casual like that. He knows communication happens when there is reason for it." Eva took Sharon's hand, "Are you mad with me?" "Good heavens no. You are entitled to romance where you can find it." "I didn't experience romance last night." Sharon laughed and said little wonder, that it may have been some time since Eva had last experienced a real man. "Any kind of man actually." They giggled. Sharon said, "So this is the score: you know about me, you are happy about my once weekly adulterous affair to continue and you hope to continue to have a share of Dillon?" "Exactly." "Wow." Eva said she'd appreciate Sharon not telling Dillon about the meeting and what was said. "Let Dillon work it out. Also I'd prefer him not knowing I'd been snooping in purely an inquisitive manner. No one appreciates a sneak." "And what say he brings us together?" Eva patted Sharon's arm. "I think that's unlikely but if it happens I'll be very happy. Are you thinking a threesome?" "God no I was thinking... um actually I've never been involved in one. Perhaps this could be my opportunity?" They giggled, holding hands and agreed to just let the matter lie and see what happened. * * * Maggie Innes began, "Hi everyone. I'm host Maggie Innes and tonight we devote Stage and Theater Intermission to just one topic, the hugely popular 'Boston Babes' that begins its third season on this network at 7.30 tomorrow evening. I'll talk to the senior babe Tessa McKinnon who plays Daisy and new babe Eva Everett." "For the first time I can reveal this newcomer's babe name publicly. Would my studio audience please welcome Tessa whom you all know on TV as Daisy and the youngest and replacement babe who appears destined for stardom Eva Everett. Eva plays Savannah Mitchell, a very forward young woman who has just arrived in Boston and seeks to room share." Tessa wearing a black top and tight white shorts and white boots came on-stage waving and leading in the smiling Eva who wore a white top and black shorts and black boots. "Now are these two babes or are they not. I ask you?" "Babes!" screamed the mostly female audience at the prompt. The interview was lively but predictable until... "Are you missing Albany, New York, Eva?" "Not really." "What about your mom?" "I dashed home for an overnight Sunday visit three weeks ago. We've been busy with Episode 2. I owe all of this to my mom who made my in her image but without suppressing the real me." "Well if you miss your mom let's see what we can do," Maggie smiled. "Everyone, please welcome the famous star of stage and screen for twenty years until her retirement twenty-one years ago the delightful Amelia Casey, who now calls herself Mrs Everett, wife of twenty-three years of a top business attorney Harry Everett." Amelia in a short cocktail dress and showing she still had wonderful legs entered. A beaming Eva ran to her mom and they hugged. Eva introduced Tessa who received applause from the studio audience when she said, "This is an awesome pleasure Miss Casey" and curtsied. "Now wasn't that lovely," Maggie cooed. "These babes had no idea we'd be having a surprise guest. "Amelia, is it true you have a film room and play through some of your forty-two films you made during your illustrious career?" "I usually play one once a week, yes Maggie." "And that you played them with Eva present before she could even walk?" "Yes that's true." "And that continues to this day?" "Yes, well until she left to come to New York ten weeks ago." "And is it true Eva knows your lines in each one of those films as you still do?" "Yes, she has an amazing memory and feel for drama." "Would you please choose a scene from one of those films and let's see how she goes." "May I choose one of her favorites?" "Of course. Are you ready Eva?" "Aw do I have to? This is like showing off." "Come on Eva, be a good girl. Stand and face your mother." "The train station scene from 'Irreconcilable' released in 1971." Eva, already standing, removed her headband and took out hair clips, handing them to Tessa. Her facial expression changed and no real similarity had been noticeable before but suddenly she seemed to look quite a lot like a younger version of her mother. Eva: Oh Daryl, it breaks my heart that you are leaving like this when we have differences I know in my heart are not irreconcilable. Amelia (taking the part of Daryl): Daytime Corporation wants me stationed in Germany and where I go I expect you to go. The corporation is bigger than both of us. Eva: That's absurdly nonsensical Daryl. I could stab you through the heart and a couple of days after the funeral do you think anyone at Daytime Corporation would care a fig about you or your whereabouts? Amelia: You're a heartless woman Michelle. I offered you marriage if you'd come with me to Germany and you said no, that your mother had priority over me. Eva: Board your train Daryl James Wilson, one of the biggest jerks in the universe. How dare you talk like that about my mother when she's dying of cancer. [Michelle looks around desperately]. Anyone, anyone! Can anyone hand me a knife! There was a moment's stunned silence and the studio audience began clapping, many of them standing to deliver an ovation. "Oh you two wonderful women," Maggie said, flicking at a corner of one eye. "That was so believable. I felt I was there. I assure everyone that was not rehearsed." "God Eva, I've not seen you pull out all stops like that," Tessa said, jumping up and hugging her fellow babe. An ad break was taken. The next part of the interview continued with Maggie asking Eva about her plans and aspirations ("To at least go some way towards achieving the stature of my mother whom older people still remember fondly.") After another ad break Maggie spoke to the highly regarded independent TV and film critic Thelma Deveraux. She gave her opinion of viewing the tape to be played tomorrow evening and was generally favorably. Some brief extracts from the tape were screened. "It appears to be lighter and a little more quirkier that previously. I feel viewers can expect it to move in a new direction. Perhaps the makers believe it's time to push the babes into a little bit more maturity. I couldn't see how the script and director could do that with the introduction of a new and even younger babe but after watching Savannah er I means Eva play that part from her mother's old film perhaps the production head of Skipjack TV productions Darren Bryce saw something in Eva that we glimpsed tonight. All in all, I think this episode delivers to its fans." "Well thank you Thelma," Maggie said. "You raise an intriguing thought. The squawking in my earplug tells me it's time to wind up. "Tessa, briefly, what do you think Eva brings to the new series." "Style, a sharp edge and I'll love seeing how the guy reacts who stand against her playing a romantic role." "Oh lovely. Eva, briefly, what do you think of your fellow babes?" "They appear semi-brainless, committing to nothing, looking for a laugh a minute and trustworthy dates and find togetherness and safety in grouping closely with their female kind. Just like millions of babes our ages do. I feel really at home." Maggie completed the wrap and took the three women off to the TV station's preview party marking the imminent launch of 'Chicago Babes, the Third Series'. Eva was surprised to find Darren had brought his extended family along and was even more surprised to find Sharon was there in her own right as a senior in the TV station's PR department. Eva asked where was Dirk and Sharon said in Chicago until Friday. Eva grinned at the older woman. "Let's make it happen." "Make what happen? Oh god, I know. Um be very careful." Eva pulled Sharon over to where Dillon was talking to a sound engineer. Both women kissed Dillon and the engineer drifted off. "Sharon and I are going off to supper soon. Want to join us." "Um you and Sharon?" "Yes, we're becoming the best of friends. She's offered to be a mentor. You know the reality, I really am a babe in New York." "Sharon?" "Yes, it's a great idea. But don't invite anyone else. It will be an opportunity to tell Eva something." Dillon turned a little white. "Um perhaps..." "Come on Dillon, don't be so cagey. What's got into you? Are you looking for a better offer?" "Who me? No. Why should I?" "You look cagey." "It's just that this is a bit of a shock." Eva stroked his cheek. "What is?" "Er I guess I knew you two knew one another." "Yes Dillon, but not as intimately as you know me. How intimately do you know Sharon?" "Er could we continue this conversation at the restaurant. Joy is looking at us rather strangely." "Well seeing her half-brother working on a double date would intrigue her. Meet us a Jake's Bar & Grill in half an hour. Now leave us and smile at Joy as if you are innocent." "Innocent? I have nothing to hide from Joy," Dillon said, ambling off. "Are you sure about that Dillon?" He turned and gaped. "God you are lethal," Sharon said. "And you did that without letting on you know anything goes on between Dillon and me. That is so incredible." "It just takes a sharp mind and a clever tongue darling. As my mentor you'll know that." "I'm wondering if we've got this wrong way round, that you ought to be the mentor." They laughed and Joy came over to them. "You two appear to be getting along well." "Yep, Eva is a cool young lady. But she errs. She's just insulted Dillon by saying he should have a studio cut a CD of his music for sale." "Well to him that line plays like a stuck record. We've all tried to convince him of that." "Well I won't stop until he does it. Perhaps I should really team up with him and allow my body to do the convincing." "Good heavens Eva, you can't use your body like that." "I agree Joy. Eva be a good girl." "Well okay Sharon. Of course it's easy for you two married women to be so righteous." "I'm not saying you should sleep with my stepbrother Eva. But sleep with him for sex, not to manipulate him over his music. Good god, where are your morals?" "Morals, what are they?" "Take no notice Joy. Eva is teasing." CHAPTER 5 Sharon, Eva and Dillon entered the elevator in Dillon's apartment building. "I really don't think this is a good idea." "Dillon you've had sex with me and admitted having sex regularly with Sharon. This is simply adding streamlining to the process and adding dimension." Dillon looked cagey and said, "Eh?" and then pleaded, "Sharon?" But Eva got in first. "Are you worried you might not be up to satisfying two hot women?" "Of course I'm capable, more than capable. Oh what am I saying?" "Search me," Eva grinned. "Yeah, confusing isn't it," said her mentor. They entered the bedroom. Dillon said nervously, "You really do mean together... um the three of us?" The women said nothing. They were busy stripping off. Dillon removed his shirt. "Oooh muscles." "Oooh a wide and almost hairless chest." When both women were nude, Eva unbuckled Dillon and Sharon pulled down his trousers and boxers and called, "Oooh look what I've found Eva." Eva dropped down beside her and they began tonguing Dillon's erection and playing with his balls and stroking his inner thighs. "I have to admit this is less embarrassing than I'd expected," Dillon muttered, growing in confidence. The two women whispered something Dillon couldn't hear and climbed on to the bed on their hands and knees and paused, back on to him. "Fuck us darling," Sharon said. "I'm after Eva's great boobs." "Which one first." "The senior pussy first Dillon," Eva said. "I'll find some way to keep busy." "Ohmigod, I hope I'll survive this?" Dillon groaned as he slipped into Sharon and felt Eva wriggling under him to begin sucking his balls. The two women left by cab to their respective homes almost four hours later. Dillon stood on the sidewalk waving them off, looking tired and a little stooped but managed a huge grin. They'd arranged to get together every Tuesday night, Sharon's supposed girl's night out. Sharon was very happy Dillon intended taking Eva to meet his parents on Saturday and to stay the night if they were invited to share the guestroom. She knew Eva was going to be hugely famous because everyone was saying so and she could sense that would happen. Sharon hoped when the call came from Hollywood Eva would say only for films made in or near New York. By then she hoped to be Eva's agent. Dillon called Eva later that perhaps he should think about talking to a studio about producing a CD to be out in time for Christmas. God, thought Eva as she put the phone down; it was all happening. THE END