“Vicky darling, it’s Andrea. At least give me one shot I can use.”
“That’s a no, and you know it is. I do not, will not, ever, appear in my own range.”, damn pic chicks; pushier than the guys. “Richard and James know how I feel, so why can’t you just accept it too.”
“What the hell have you got to hide. You got scars? Is it S&M? We can airbrush anything, you know that. It won’t appear on the cover. At least tell me what the problem is, so that I understand. I promise, I won’t bring it up again.”
“It’s personal. Forget it.” It’s too late to tell anyone. It’s gone too far. I didn’t mean it to last this long. Hell, I didn’t know it was going to be successful. I just wanted to experiment, the way some boys do. And now I don’t know how to end it. I’ve gone to far to reveal my secret.
“Hold on, it’s my mom.”
“I didn’t here a beep?”
“It’s not on this phone…. Mom, what do you want?”
“Zleb, or ‘ET’ or whatever the hell you’re calling yourself. Beam your ass back up here and stop playing Earthling!”