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in real life. You have so much more charisma.”
    Jack shrugged. “Sure. But a movie is like a team effort, you know? I deliberately soft-pedal my charisma so that I don’t steal the picture from anybody else.”
    She licked and nibbled his ear.
    â€œYou shouldn’t do that,” he said. “It has a very instantaneous effect.”
    â€œLet’s see, shall we?” Lolicia coaxed him. Before he could protest, she had tugged down his zipper and reached inside his off-white Armani pants. “Ooh, no shorts. You
do
have charisma.”
    She pried out his stiffening penis and slowly rubbed it up and down. Jack said, “Phew,” and laid his head back against the headrest. Lolicia bent her head over his lap and took him into her mouth, licking him around and around.
    â€œJesus, Lolicia, you’re something else. Nobody ever made me feel like this before. I mean
nobody.”
    She sat up and kissed him. “That’s because nobody ever knew what you really needed. But I do. I read all about what happened with that girl. I understand all about tying-up, and plastic bags, and a whole lot of other things that you never even dreamed about. Let me tell you something, Mr Famous Movie Star, you’ve never been the whole way before, have you?”
    He looked at her with hooded eyes. “Depends what you mean by the whole way.”
    â€œExactly that. Every deep-down desire you ever had. Every filthy fantasy. All that, and a whole lot more.”
    She dug her fingernails into his erect penis so that he winced. He looked into her eyes and for the first time in his life he was just a little bit frightened.
    â€œYou’re something,” he said. “Do you know that? You’re something.”
    *      *      *
    He was standing in front of his dressing-table mirror turning his face to the left and then to the right to see if his cheek was really as distorted as he thought it was. Lolicia walked softly up behind him and ran her hand into his red silk robe, taking hold of his penis as naturally as if she owned it. She gently masturbated him, circling her finger around and around the opening at the end of his penis until it was slippery with juice.
    â€œWhat do you think?” he asked her.
    She kissed the back of his neck. “What do I think about what?”
    â€œMy face, of course. I took a .40 caliber bullet right there. Right there, see it? Took half of my fucking teeth out.”
    â€œYou look perfect to me.”
    He angled his head to the left. “You think so? You really don’t think it makes me look like something out of a horror picture?”
    â€œYou look perfect.”
    He turned around. She was wearing nothing but a black lace bra and a tiny black thong.
    â€œYou’re some woman, Lolicia,” he breathed. He slid his hand into the front of her thong and slipped his index finger up inside her. “What do you say that you start taking me on that journey that goes all the way?”
    â€œLock the doors first,” she told him.
    â€œI’ve got two guys outside. Nobody’s going to get in.”
    She kissed him. “Lock the doors. They might hear one of us screaming and get the wrong idea.”
    â€œOkay … whatever you say.”
    He went over and locked the doors. When he came back, Lolicia was standing by the bed, bare-breasted. Her nipples were stiffening and she had an expression on her face that gave Jack a strange watery feeling in his stomach. She almost looked as if she could eat him alive.
    â€œYou have some cord?” she asked him.
    â€œSure.” He opened his closet door and produced two four-feet lengths of black nylon rope. “How about a plastic bag?”
    â€œSure. That too. I always make sure that I’m stocked up on household essentials, if you know what I mean.”
    â€œYes, Jack. I know what you mean.”
    He approached her with the cord and the bag. He