Blind Date

[Miss Behavin']

Trixie

Trixie Jehanox wasn't put off at learning that Stud and Pierce were lovers. In fact, it rather turned her on. Her own Freddie liked a bit of strange every now and again himself. He'd probably still be alive if it hadn't been for that Murphy jerk always playing hard to get.

Tears welled up in her eyes. Freddie really had the hots for that one and it half drove him mad knowing that he couldn't have him. Which meant that she didn't get him either. He'd pay for that. One way or another Tom Murphy would pay.

"So, Trixie, have you ever considered doing a porn flick?"

"Umm... no. *snap* But I'm more than willing to... *crack* audition." Trixie was down to her thong now and her boobs jiggled expectantly with every breath as she eyed Stud and Pierce up and down and down again.

Stud giggled almost girlishly, proudly leading her over to his lover. "He is hung, isn't he? Have you ever seen anything so delicious in your life?"

In fact, Trixie had. But the where and the who escaped her for the moment. Besides, just now it didn't seem very important. She had bigger things on her mind as her hands closed around each of their cocks.

"Mmm... *crack*" she squealed, taking the gum out of her mouth and handing it to Pierce. "Save this for me, will ya? I have something better to put in my mouth just now."

"Trixie Jehanox! What in hell do you think you're doing?"

Tossing her purple hair, she turned around indignantly. Sandy was one hot babe, but she could spoil a wet dream sometimes. "What does it look like I'm doing, Sandy? You know you should loosen up a bit."

"Hey!!" Trixie tried to shrug Sandy off, but she had a firm grip on the her arm and was pulling her away from the two men. "C'mon San! Be a sport! I was only gonna... "

"Never mind what you were gonna," Sandy retorted, literally dragging the woman toward Kate's apartment. "Get your clothes, Bimbette. We're going out of town."

Trixie looked over her shoulder at Stud and Pierce. "I'll be back fellas."

Pierce grinned. "Sure thing, doll. Oh... and don't forget your gum."

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Kate

Two Women and a Bimbette

I was lucky enough to book three flights to California and four for the return. It was time for intervention. Kris was totally out of control -- even worse than Trixie ever was.

Sandy threatened to buy a wrist leash for Trixie if she wandered away one more time and neither of us could figure out where she kept getting the gum from. It seemed like every time San made her spit it, she had another in her mouth between minutes. We didn't even want to consider the fact that she might be scraping used pieces off various phones and out from under tables and benches throughout the airport.

It was the incident at the security checkpoint that got me really going though. Bringing up the rear, I watched as a half dozen people passed through -- including Sandy and Trixie -- before I made my move. The alarms and whistles went off as if there was a major catastrophe in the planning and all eyes turned to me.

"Empty your pockets!"

I patted myself down and shrugged. "No pockets. Sorry."

"Step over here, please. Now!" The security person looked like a guy in drag, a fact didn't go unnoticed even by Trixie when she started whining. "How come no one ever wants to do me in public? Kate even gets to do it on television. It's not fair, I tell you. It's just not... " Good old Sandy. She had the bimbette in a headlock with her hand over her mouth before she could say another word. Enough people were already beginning to stare, point and whisper.

"Take your shoes off!" Of course I complied, but it was getting tiresome. Who did they think I was, Mata Hari?? There was hardly a place they hadn't poked and prodded with that phallic-shaped detector and to top things off -- now I had to pee!

In the end, they sagely decided (after quite a bit of discussion) that it was either the alien life-form in my belly or the underwires of my bra that had set off the alarms and released me with five minutes to board.

And just when I thought I was safe in my seat on the plane...

"Hey, lady. Where is the piercing that set off the alarm?" the man in the seat in front of me asked before standing up and announcing to everyone on board that I had been frisked. It wasn't long before someone else shouted, "Hey, aren't you the porn star that was getting it on with that guy on House for a Month?"

I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. Oh brother, this was going to be a long long trip.

 

[Tibxo]

OOC: Break Time!

Edited to add:

Okay break Time over! Back to work. That includes you, Maid.

SPECIAL NOTICE!

Due to cost cuts, all cast members apart from Maid of Marvels and Tibvo (that's me) have been made redundant.

The Management is terribly sorry about this but they are the breaks.

Now let's roll cameras and ACTION!!!

 

[Tibxo]

Tim Murphy

"No, darleeng! Ve I mean 'we' must not help that bitch." Erica is telling me as we prepare to go out for dinner.

I look at the headlines on the paper again:

Former House for a Month Star Arrested in Drugs Heist!

Police gatecrashed a party thrown by Hugh Willie Wilson, major porn film producer, at his residence in Beverly Hills last night, after getting an anonymous tip off. As well as finding large amounts of drugs of various types, a number of the partygoers were found 'under influence', including Kate Gates, well known for her performance in House for a Month. Miss Gates and her friends were arrested and taken to...

"But I can't believe she would do something like this." I protest. "Sure, I know she is a little...kooky. But to get involved in something like this? She's got two cats for Pete's sake."

My beautiful fiancee comes out wearing yet another stunning outfit that I have never seen before.

Thank God her dad's rich!

"Precisely my point, my beeloved." She stops and looks down at me. "Oh darleeng, you are so naive! We women are a traitorous lot - especially those with cats. Trust me, she is that and worst. Much worst!. Now, how do I look?"

She turns her body round for my inspection.

"You look lovely, as always." I tell her.

"Thank you, honeee. Now let me freshen up and we can get going." She smiles, giving me a peck on the nose.

"Freshen up?" I exclaim. "But you have spent the last two hours doing that."

"Just a little more, darleeng." My future wife tells me as she goes back into the bedroom.

I sigh and continue reading the paper...

 

[Tibxo]

Erica von Helsink

Back in the bedroom, Erica is soon on the phone to her daddy.

"Daddy, you must do something about that dreadful voman. "

"I am, mein petal. Do not fret." Replies the soothing voice on the other end of the phone.

"But I vort vatt you vere trying to destroy the bitch? All it seems to do is make my Timothy start to feel sorry for her." She sobs.

"Patient, mein dear. There has been a little erm 'hitch' to our plans but..."

"'Hitch'???" Erica breaks in. "What 'hitch'? Donna blitzen, Daddy! I haf come too far to let that bitch of ze hook now!"

"Don't worry, mein sweetness. It is nothing...important. It looks like ze girl's sister vos arrested instead her. Nothing ve can't sort out."

"I hope so, Daddy. I haf vorked too hard to get him and he is dynamite in be..." Suddenly she stops, realising that she is giving just a little too much information away.

"Now go and enjoy ze dinner with the young man. Your daddy vill sort everyzing out. Trust me."

After exchanging endearments, Erica puts down the phone, applys yet more lipstick, picks up her handbag and goes out to enjoy her dinner with Tim...

 

[Tibxo]

Helmet von Helsink - International Newspaper Tycoon

Helmet von Helsink is still looking at the phone, reflecting on the conversation he has just had with his daughter when his male secretary enters the office.

"You summoned me, mein herr?" The man asks, standing erect and clicking his shoes together in a salutate.

"Ja! I just got of ze phone from mein daughter. Like me, she is most displeased at your obvious incompetence, Muller."

"But mein herr, how vos I to know that she vos going to get her sister stand in for her in some of her films?" His lackey blabbers.

"It is your job to know, Muller. Now because of you, our entire plan could be in jeopardy." von Helsink reaches into his drawer.

"M-mein herr, let me fix the problem for you. I can..." Muller gibbers.

"Too late, you incompetent fool. You have not only failed me, but the Grand Reicht as well."

von Helsink pulls his hand out. In it is a small pistol. Muller's eyes widen as he realises his fate.

"Please, mein herr. Let...."

Bang!

von Helsink carefully places the gun back in the drawer and then presses his intercom.

"Miss Schnauzer. Muller has had a fatal accident. Please get someone to take him away and I will want to see his replacement immediately!"...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

It must be my UNbirthday or something. All I can say is

Tom is never going to outsmart Kate, dear one. You are such a glutton for punishment. What more can I say?

En garde!!!

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Kate

"I think those five hours on the plane were some of the longest I've ever gone through. Even with the three hours off," I said to Sandy as she tugged Trixie into the back of the limo I'd arranged to meet us at the airport.

"But I wanna sit up front with the driver," the bimbette whined plaintively.

"And we want to get where we're going alive and not because you were shifting when he was supposed to be. Shut up and get in or I'll have him put you out on the freeway."

I couldn't help grinning. Sandy wasn't going to give Trixie an inch, let alone the mile she'd like to have. And once we had Kris, we'd be heading back to the east coast -- hopefully on the flight we had booked at ten tonight.

I looked at my watch. We had an hour and a half to get to the lawyer I'd contacted. Part two of the plan was right on schedule.

Rapping on the window that separated us from the driver, I handed him the paper with the address. "Just in case they didn't tell you where we wanted to go. Thanks."

He nodded and I sat back only to get a foot or hand or some other sharp body part rammed into my ribs. "Not much longer to go, Bubba" I mumbled and gave my belly a rub.

 

[Tibxo]

Von Strotten

"Here zey come, mein herr!" The young man says as he spots the limo coming down the long winding road. "Mein herr?"

Looking down, he sees the old man fast asleep against the large rock.

"Sir! Zey are here."

Still no response.

Carefully, he gives the old man a nudge. Then another one.

"Vot!!??" von Strotten snorts, finally responding.

"Zey are here, mein herr." The young man repeats.

"Who's here?" von Strotten grumbles as he puts on his extra-thick glasses.

"Our target. Ze Gates woman. In ze limo on ze road below."

"'Gates woman'? Who's she?" The old man asks, completely confused. "And vhy I am here in the ze cold?"

The young man tries his best not to roll his eyes as he again explains why they are half way up a mountain, waiting for a car with Kate Gates in it.

"We are here to assassinate her, mein herr. Orders from the Top." He explains. But the old man isn't listening, he is too busy trying to get up - without much success.

"Danke." von Strotten finally says when the young man has helped him to his feet. "Now vot vere you saying?"

The young man takes a deep breath and explains again.

"Vhy didn't you tell me sooner?" The old man complains as he staggers to where the rifle is already mounted and aiming at the road. "Ve don't haf time to sit around chatting."

The young man just sighs and watches patiently while von Strotten fumbles with the gun.

"It's no use." The old man finally says in disgust. "Zis rifle is set up all wrong. I will haf to set it up from scratch. Now vhere is my case?" Grumbles the old man as he stumbles off to find his case.

Knowing that their target will be gone in a matter of minutes, the young man efficiently takes his place behind the rifle, adjusts the aim and fires.

A second later, the limo down below begins to swerve crazily before going over the edge of the road in a ball of flame.

Von Strotten, finally finding his bag, staggers back towards where the young man is standing who is peering through a pair of binoculars at the results of his marksmanship.

"Congratulations, mein herr." He tells the old man. "You have got her."

"I have?" Says von Strotten, completely puzzled. "I don't remember pulling ze trigger."

"It vos an excellent shot - as usual." The young man smiles as he pulls out his cell phone and snaps it open. "Team B, this is von Strotten. Send in the dogs."...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Kate, Sandy and the Bimbette

"STOPPPP!!!"

The limo had just pulled away from the curb when Sandy let out an ear-piercing screech and opened the door, tumbling out onto the road. By the time any of us realized what was happening and the driver had stopped the vehicle, she was up and running.

"Crazy woman! What the fuck!" The driver exclaimed with a more than worried look on his face. "It wasnt' my fault. The doors were closed. I... "

"Go after her, Trix! Tackle her if you have to, but stop her. I'll be right there."

I patted the chauffeur's shoulder gently. "Yes, she is a crazy woman, but she's my best friend. If you're worried about getting sued, don't." I opened my wallet and pulled out a hundred dollar bill. "Just meet us at the address I gave you and there's two more of these waiting if you do your job right."

Knowing the promise of the green would assure his arrival at the lawyer's office, I scootched out of the limo and waddled after the girls, clutching my belly as I ran. All I could see was a pile of bodies with Trixie perched on top. What in the world was going on here??

"Get off me, you bimbo!"

"No! Kate said to hold you still and that's exactly what I'm doing."

A muffled "mrmph" came from somewhere at the bottom of the heap just as I arrived. Some poor panhandler by the look and smell of him. Sandy had finally lost it. I could see that Kris wasn't the only one I'd be bailing out today.

"Bob? Bob, is that you? It's him! It's really him!" Sandy shrilled over her shoulder. Leaning closer, I saw that it most certainly was and he looked a bit worse for wear.

"What happened to that cute driver, Kate?" Trixie asked, oblivious to everything else as I pulled her off Sandy and Bob. I could only sigh in response. Nothing is ever easy.

 

[Tibxo]

Helmet von Helsink

"VOT!!!!? She's NOT dead???" von Helsink shouts down the phone.

"My apologies, mein herr." Says the younger von Strotten on the other end. "We got ze car but found zat she vasn't in it."

"Dumkopt!! Didn't think of checking first?" Growls the newspaper mongol.

"Ja. She vos supposed to be in ze car. Zere must haf been a last minute hitch."

von Helsink cringes at the word 'hitch'. He doesn't like hitches.
"Do I haf to remind you vot is at stake? Find the voman and eliminate her."

"I haf already made ze necessary arrangements." von Strotten assures him.

"Goot. Do not fail me... and one last thing. I take it zat your uncle has been informed of his failure?"

In the background, von Helsink hears a gun shot. There is a pause and then... Ja, mein herr. He was 'informed' a moment ago."

"von Strotten, if you vish not to share your uncle's fate, then don't fail me." von Helsink puts down the receiver...

 

[Tibxo]

Men at the airport

Rocco just puts away his cell phone as he turns to his men.

"Okay, you guys Just got word from von Strotten. We are to take her out now."

"What, boss? Here in the airport? In front of everyone." Asks one of his henchmen.

"Yeah." Rocco says, pulling out his machine gun. "Too much is at stake to let her get away now. We can get her while she an' the other broads are busy with dat hobo."

The others pull out their machine guns and follow Rocco's lead as he goes to approach them...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Coises! Foiled again!

Either Trixie had lost weight or I was stronger than I thought, 'cause I suddenly found myself flat on my butt with that purple-haired bimbo sailing over my head. Bringing my knees up to my chest -- or as close as possible, considering the size of the watermelon I had tucked in my panties -- I rolled to protect the baby from harm. Between that House for a Month gig and this, I was seriously beginning to consider a job as a stuntperson. I was certainly getting enough practice at it.

"What in the world are you doing down there?" Sandy asked, standing over me like a vulture who had just discovered its next meal. Okay, maybe it wasn't that bad, but that's what she looked like with the sun at her back and a shit-eating grin on her face. "It's Bob, Kate! It's really... "

Some stupid teenagers let off a few strips of firecrackers and suddenly Sandy was down with the newly-found Bob on top of both of us. Heavens only knew where Trixie was.

"Get up! Touch football on asphalt is not exactly my idea of a good time," I shouted as soon as my breath came back, though the ache in my head from the lump I'd taken on the ground was less than pleasant. In the distance I could hear sirens approaching and the sounds of people screaming and shouting. "What the hell is going on around here?"

"He's DEAD!"

"Sandy?" Who was dead? I shook my head to clear it from the swirl of cobwebs that seemed to have settled into my brain. Nothing made sense. Firecrackers. Teenagers. But where was all this blood coming from??

 

[Tibxo]

Rocco

He stops mere feet away, his machine gun aimed. Rocco is so intent on shooting his target that he doesn't even hear the screech of the car.

One of his men does.

"Boss! Look out!"

Rocco spins round, in time to see a black car bearing down on him, the sound of machine gun fire filling the air as the occupants open fire on him.

A moment later, Rocco cashes in his chips...

 

[Tibxo]

'Big' Bob Davis

Angel doesn't waste anytime jumping out of the car as soon as it comes to a halt. Leaving the other boys to mope up any surviving reminants of Rocco Labrolli's gang, he rushes over to wear he sees three women huddling over a body.

"Outta da way, sisters!" He says as he pushes in between them. "Boss! Boss! Ya okay?"

Bob Davis slowly open his eyes to take in Number One's distinctive features.

"It's okay, Angel. Those idiots barely grazed me." He chuckles as he pulls himself to his feet.

"Thank God for that, Boss." Angel says in relief as he helps him up. "For a moment dere, I thought you had bought da farm..." He stops as he sees Bob staring at one of the women.

"Is dere a problem, Boss?" He says, pulling out his machine gun. "Are these dames bothering you? Just give me the word and I will off them for ya."

Bob continues to look at his wife. "No. They are okay. Have you dealt with Rocco and his goons?"

In the distance, there is a burst of machine fire.

"Dat's the last one, Boss." Angel reports.

Bob's eyes rolls down Sandy's body - noticing that she has put on weight since he had last seen her.

"Good. Then get the boys and wait for me at the car . I will be with you shortly." He tells his henchman as he slowly walks up to Sandy, their eyes never breaking contact.

"Erm."

The tone in Angel's voice causes Bob to look at him.

"Bobby, baby. You is okay!" A woman's voice shouts out as a busty red-head comes running towards him...

 

[Messalina]

Sandy Davis

I've had it. Grab the bimbette and let's get out of here. Kate said, giving my arm a less-than-gentle tug. I heard her, but I couldn't turn my eyes away from Bob. I'd almost forgotten just how handsome he was -- I'd also forgotten about his "family". He'd sworn never to get involved. Had I driven him to this? But gods he did look wonderful.

I took a step forward. Did I dare? Could he find it in him to forgive me for what I'd done to him -- to us? A few seconds ago I'd literally thrown myself on top of him and now, standing here, I didn't know if I dared to touch him. It was almost ludicrous... and if it wasn't so sad, I'd probably laugh.

Bobby, baby. You is okay!

As if we were choreographed, all heads turned in the direction of the woman's voice at the same time, but mine quickly went back to Bob's. He was still looking at me, too. Fuck it. I dared, dammit! Taking that last couple of steps toward my husband, I lifted my hand to his cheek. So handsome. So...

What the hell?? Trixie! Noooooooo!!

It was Kate's voice again, though I didn't turn. Trixie was probably trying to hump one of the bodyguards. Besides, I didn't want to spoil the moment. The first chance I'd had to apologize since running off with that cad Chester. I'd thrown everything away for a big willie. And look where that had gotten me. Pregnant and dumped. Bob would never have done that. Bob would never have...

Suddenly we were all in a pile again, but from my vantage point on top of Bob, I didn't hesitate and kissed him full on the mouth. Hard. I had just found him and wasn't going to let him slip away before I found out if he still loved me. We were still kissing when the load began to lighten and I felt someone give me a yank. Thinking it was Kate, I started to tell her to get stuffed but I saw something very, very different from Kate.

I saw... red. Red hair. Red clothes. And from where I lay on the ground... red panties, too. She coulda been Trixie's twin 'cept Trix didn't wear panties.

No, thanks. I said trying to be polite. We're okay. You don't have to help us. We're ohhh...

I saw it coming before I could stop it -- a red patent leather pocketbook aimed straight at my face -- and I was out for the count.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Kate

Ever have one of those days when you just know you should have stayed in bed? Well, this was turning out to be one of them -- with a vengeance. Machine guns, the mob, attempted take downs, piles of bodies and some crazy woman with a deadly purse. In the meantime, the guy Bob had called Angel was trying to shake Trixie off his leg. And that was another thing... What were the odds after all this time that we'd run into Bob, of all people?? Oh, and not to forget what brought us to LA in the first place -- my sister Kris getting busted in a drug bust.

Frankly, I'd had enough!

"Okay! That does it!" I shouted, grabbing Trixie by the hair while at the same time I hauled back and delivered one of my infamous right jabs directly on the woman in red's surgically altered nose. "Next time don't have them put too much of a lift in it. You look like Kevin Bacon's twin -- in drag."

Bob was tending to Sandy and it looked like she was in good hands, but I was running out of time. I had places to go and people to bail out... And if I didn't get it done in time, we were going to miss our flight back.

"You!" I glared at Angel and pointed to my face. "This is not a happy look. I'm tired and this baby is kicking me like it's going for a crucial field goal. I have an appointment in the city with a lawyer and no limo. Guess what? You're it! Gather up your boss and Sandy -- leave "Red" just where she is -- and let's get this show on the road. As for me? I promise to keep Trixie at bay while you take me there. Now let's go."

Not waiting to see if anyone was moving -- I knew they were -- I half-dragged a squealing Trixie Jehanox by the ear and headed for Bob's car.

 

[Tibxo]

'Big' Bob Davis

Angel glances at Bob for approval. He gives it as he scoops up the unconscious Sandy.

"Angel will drive you." He tells Kate. "I will look after Sandy."

"Thanks, Bob." Shouts Kate as she gets into the car. "And by the way, you and Sandy make such a lovely couple."

"Thanks." Bob shouts back, masking any bitterness. "We will catch up with you later."

It is well after the car has left his eyesight does Bob drops his heavy ex-wife and pulls out his cell phone.

"von Strotten. This is Bob. Bad news! Rocco's boys botched the job and the target almost got away."

"Vot!!!??? The dumkopt!!! Haf him killed."

"He's already on ice." Bob tells him. "And don't worry none. My chief Lieutenant is taking them to a special location where we can take them out at our leisure."

"Gut! Gut! You vill be rewarded."

"I have already got my reward." Bob says, staring down at the unconscious figure as he switches his cell off.

"Now, 'My Beloved'. We are finally alone." He kneels down next to her. "Did you honestly think I would take you back, just like that? Especially with another man's bun in the oven??? You must think I am a fool. Oh I was for a while. I wept, I cried. You almost broke me when you ran off with that Travolta freak. After all I have done for you. I gave you a house, dog, love, security. But it wasn't enough - was it??? No. You wanted someone with a bigger willie and has the sexual stamina of a charging rhino. Thank God for the family and for my real Beloved."

He looks over at the red head as he gets up on his feet.

"Are you already, My Precious?"

"Yeah, Bob. That broad certainly knows how to hit." The burly transvestite says as he rubs his chin.

"I am sorry." Bob says sympathetically before turning his attention back to Sandy. "And I will make it up to you. Once I have had my revenge on this whore and her lover."...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Kate and Trixie go to fetch Kris

I gave Angel the lawyer's address and slipped off my shoes to put my feet up on Trixie's lap to hold her in place as I lay back to relax. My toes looked like sausages, I thought as I wiggled the pudgy appendages. Soon, Bubba -- soon. Then we'll go introduce you to your daddy.

A gentle nudge startled me awake some time later. Looking around, I saw that we were stopped -- double parked, actually -- in front of a large building that had to be our destination. I glanced at my watch. Barring any further interruptions, we'd have my twin in tow and be on the plane for home right on schedule.

"Will you wait for us, Angel. Please?" I asked the handsome chauffeur. "I'll take Trixie in with me so that you can relax or whatever. We'll try to hurry."

Angel nodded and Trixie began to whine, but I had a firm grip on her arm. She wasn't bonking anyone till we were safely back on the east coast where we belonged.

Thirty minutes later, papers signed and assurances made that Kris would be under my constant watch once home, I had both women in tow and was seriously beginning to consider buying leashes and taking up dog-walking as a profession. If I could keep the bimbos in hand, I could certainly control a bunch of dogs.

I'd considered what to do about Sandy while I was in the lawyer's office. A quick consultation with Trix and Kris and we were agreed... We'd leave Sandy to make things up with Bob and we'd head back without her.

"The airport, Angel. You've been a doll. Thank you," I said as we piled back into the car. Home. That one word never sounded so sweet as it did just now.

 

[Tibxo]

'Angel'

"She's coming out now." Angel whispers into his cell phone.

"Remember. Tell her that the plane has been delayed and that she had best stay the night. Recommend that hotel."

"No problem." Angel replies before quickly placing the cell phone in his top pocket as he sees the two woman, along with a third, get into the car.

"The airport, Angel. You've been a doll. Thank you." Kate tells him.

"Sorry, doll-face. I just checked the airport and your flight's been delayed."

"Oh darn."

"But I know of a good hotel you can stay at and I get you to the airport first thing tomorrow" He adds, flashing her a smile.

"Oh Angel. You certainly live up to your name." Kate gushes.

Half an hour later, he has taken them to the hotel and helped them settle in their room. Leaving them, he returns to the hotel reception.

"They are all nice and cosy in their room." He tells the big burly receptionist.

"Vunderbar." She says as she pulls out her luger. "Zere room has been locked so they cannot escape and I haf sent up zer House Maids. Within zer hour, zey vill be dead!"

Angel, harden criminal that he is, feels a tremor run up his spine at the look on the receptionist's face.

"Okay then. I'll be off and leave you to it."

Getting back into the car, he promptly phones his boss...

 

[Tibxo]

'Big' Bob Davis

The show is just about to start when his phone rings.

"Yes." He says rather curtly.

"Boss, it's me - Angel. The broads are in the bag and ready to be 'cleaned' up."

Having had dealings with the particular hotel that Angel is talking about, he knows exactly what the girls' fate are.

"A pity. I quite liked the Kate dame but thems are the breaks. Good work, Angel, and take the night off."

"Thanks, boss. Catch ya tomorrow."

Bob snaps the phone shut and places it on the table next to him.

Now back to his show, a live show consisting of two naked women (well one naked woman, the other's a transvestite) standing knees high in a pool filled with chocolate ice-cream.

"P-please, honey." Pleads his teary-eyed ex-wife. "Can't we talk about this? I-it's so cold."

"Don't worry, hun." Says the big-breasted red-head as he rubs his turgid erection. "I'll soon warm you up."

Bob starts to laugh hysterically as the two combatants engage...

 

[Tibxo]

Tim

**********************************************
"Tim? Tim? Wake up!"

Huh?

With a start, I lifted up and found that I am sitting at (or rather slumping over) my desk at work with Bob, my Head of Department standing in front of me.

"For God's sake, Tim." Bob shakes his head at me. "What did I say about you working too late so often?"

"I'm okay." I yawn.

"No you are not. It's already 7.30 for Chrissakes. God knows what time you would have stayed till if I hadn't popped back to get my wallet I left behind."

I yawn again before I realise what Bob is telling me.

I have been asleep?

Something about this scene seems familiar.

"What day is this, Bob?" I ask.

"Now I know you have been working too hard."

"Just tell me." I tell him urgently. He does.

"This is the night that I first met Kate." I mutter to myself.
"When I ran into the back of her.But that was after I left the office."

"What are you on about? Who's Kate?" Bob asks.

I look up at Bob incredulously.

"You know her. She's a friend of Sandy's" I tell him.

Bob shakes his head. "Sandy knows no-one called 'Kate'."

I stare at him. Surely she was real?

"But you introduce me to her so that I could take her to office party."

Bob looks even more puzzled.

"What party? What are you talking about, Tim? And why would you need a date for that? You have got a perfectly good wife at home. You do remember Janet do you?"

The last vestige of sleep leaves my befuddled mind as the realization finally hits me with the force of a sledge-hammer.

Janet! My lovely wife. How could I have forgotten her!

It had all been a dream. The car accident. Going to the party. Finding out that Jehanox is gay. Being on that show. Getting married.

Shaking my head, I turn off my screen.

"Ah finally seeing sense, huh?" Bob says as he waits for me to get up.

"Yup. You are right, Bob. I have been doing too many late nights. And Janet's been moaning about that too." I smile as I grab my coat and follow Bob out of the office.

"Good for you."

Saying our 'good nights' in the car park, I get into my car and head off home. A part of me reflecting on what I had dreamt.

What an imagination I have. I grin to myself not without a hint of sadness.

Don't get me wrong. I am glad it was all a dream....but still. I am going to miss 'Kate' even though she never actually ever existed.

Oh well!

THE END

OOC: My thanks to everyone participating (especially Maid of Marvels). It was a fun thread.