Twink

Twenty- Eight

'Oh my God!' said Angel, as I told him what had happened. 'The guy who got you fired was Riley Roulson?'

'Yeah,' I said, 'I guess.'

'Didn't you recognise him? He's one of the biggest porn stars on the planet.'

'I thought I knew him from somewhere, but assumed I'd just served him in the bar before.'

'He's known as the twink destroyer,' said Angel.

I laughed. 'I can believe it.'

'He's soooo huge.'

I know. I can still feel it.'

We both laughed.

'So what happens now?' he asked.

'He said he'd be in touch. We're going to rehearse,' I said.

'You are one lucky bitch.'

We spent the rest of the day watching videos of Riley Roulson 'destroying' a load of other twinks. There were a lot, and all of the guys looked like they were having a better time than I did. Maybe he hadn't destroyed any of their lives. I watched each video with interest, trying to get some hints as to how I'd do this.

I had a week to get this right.