About me: Late at night in the big city you can hear the train horns echo through the distant canyons of skyscrapers. A lonely guard dog barks - probably at a rat in this neighborhood, a thriving industrial area by day but a quiet wasteland after dark. Except for the lone drag queen hooker stepping out of the shadows to try and flag down the one car she's seen in well over a half an hour. Forget it. Work's over. She packs up shop and hoofs it the best she can in sore 6 inch platforms and a bra that's digging into her back. Which is when someone jumps down from the docking bay behind her - someone who'd been hiding, watching from the shadow of the large door frame. She knows this by the way he laughs as he stumbles into the light, revealing a hungry, speed-laced leer that doesn't so much spell lust as cold menace. She picks up her pace. So does he. Just when she adjusts her purse under her arm and is about to make a run for it, what pulls up from an alley like a stealthy shark diving out from behind a rock but a cop car, lights flashing, the passenger-side window rolling down revealing the handsome 40-something cop inside..."Well if it isn't Ginger" he says...Oh god, not him. She knows this cop, and he most definitely knows her. She asks him for a ride...
Are you serious about the reel? Phew.. I thought you would get upset lol. I kept the climax out.. didn't want to ruin the show :) Otherwise, its my strongest piece in the reel.. so you know.. had to make it hustle.
Sounds like MIXBRASIL was a TOTAL treat! I don't think ENVY would be too strong a word to describe my sentiments...lol. SO glad your screening went well and that you've had a good trip. I expect details (SORDID details) upon your return to the States. Happy Thanksgiving, Star! Rick
