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Only in Hollywood By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Meyers Chapter Four They shared some extensive laughs, heading outside and then kissing during their ride back to the studio, as when they pulled up there would be no issues getting in, as a crew was awaiting Danny to help him out of his makeup and prosthetics. "So see you tomorrow at the audition, Danielle," said Gary, kissing one last one before getting ready to leave as the staff waited inside the makeup room. "Yup she'll be there, and I appreciate all you've done for me, and I guess are still doing," smiled Danny. "I can't thank you enough for everything." "And I appreciate everything tonight, too," said Gary with a wink. "And don't worry, I'll think of a few others ways that you can thank me." Gary waved now as he walked off as Danny's stomach sank a little, concerned what that comment meant, yet knew he put himself in all these situations anyway. He walked inside the makeup room as they helped him off with his dress and then his mind raced as they plopped his head back in the sink, removing the pins and washing everything from his hair. It took quite a while to remove everything glued on him and scrub him clean, but he was back to normal when he jumped into his awaiting cab heading home. He had answered texts from his girlfriend and mother about everything during the course of the night, yet his mother peeked her head out of her bedroom once he got home. She wanted to know everything about the whole experience, but he was way too exhausted to talk and she knew he had to get up soon. He'd be lucky to sleep only a few hours before he had to get up for school, and then in the morning was like a zombie as she practically pulled him out of bed, wanting some details. "So what did you wear?" asked his mother, pouring some coffee. "Do you have any pictures?" "Well, I'm sure there are some, but I didn't take any, and I wore what they lent me, but I had to return it," replied Danny, eating some cereal. "It's not like you can ask for a celeb shot with people when you barely know them. I wasn't there as a fan. I was there to try to get jobs." "Meaning like he probably met nobody?" said his sister. "Kristy!" scolded his mother. "Don't be like that!" "Sorry," said Kristy, rolling her eyes before looking over at Danny. "It's just you need to start being more forward. More bold and sell yourself." "Really?" said Danny, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a dozen business cards, tossing them on the table. "Thanks for the advice, Peggy Fleming?" "Oh my gawwdd, honey," said his mother, grabbing a few and looking at them. "You met all these producers and directors." "Yup," said Danny, sipping his coffee. "I was bold enough I guess." "Well not bold enough to make the papers until you land a real part though," said Kristy, turning some pages. "There's only DiCaprio and Baldwin in here anyway, and no Danny? The rest of the pictures are of actresses, most of whom are probably phony bitches anyway. Meet any of those?" "A couple," said Danny, full of himself. "I did meet Rachel McAdams and Scarlett Johansson. Oh, and Julia Roberts who was really nice." "Well Julia looks good, but Scarlett? I hate her dress and haircut," said his sister, looking at the pictures. "I like this red dress on this brunette with that hair, but half the other girls in the paper I don't even recognize, as to me are just there to make a fashion statement." "Me either, but some you just can't miss," gulped Danny, seeing his picture in one of them posing, and changing the subject, pointing to a picture. "Except the girl in the red dress. I met her." "Really? And?" asked his mother curiously. "And nothing mom. I just met her and talked for a bit let's say. That's Larissa, and she looked amazing in this Riccardo Tisci," said Danny, struggling to answer. "She's just one of many beautiful people that were there in fabulous dresses." "I bet. She's hot," said his sister, giving him look. "And since when did you start talking about fabulous dresses and knowing designers?" "Well? Last night," said Danny, dropping his head, embarrassed. "In the business I'm trying to crack Kristy, you kind of need to know this stuff I'm told." "Excuse me, Mr. Fashionista Fabulous," teased his sister. "Next time I buy a dress, I guess I'll have to bring you along or maybe you can call one of your designer friends to help me?" "Stop it, Kristy," giggled his mother, flicking her wrist. "He'll be helping his mother first before you." "Then you share your makeup wipes with him! I don't mind you borrowing Danny, but come on lately?" teased Kristy. "I'm guessing the kid wears more makeup than the two of us combined I'm going through so many lately." "It's part of acting, and I only borrowed a few," Danny protested, wanting to blast her. "I wash my face at the studio mostly." "Ok, enough," said his mother, breaking it up and then touching his head gently. "We're only teasing Danny, so don't get so defensive. I pay for those anyway, so use what you need to and we support you honey. Right Kristy?" "Right, Mr. Fabulous," teased Kristy, tossing the paper at him and then getting up, giving him a hug ruffling his hair. "But I'm not sharing my lipsticks. Get your own, pretty boy." As he raised his hand to punch her, she raced up stairs giggling, and then he got up to get dressed for school. After class he was back at the studio, continuing to audition and working really hard. Gary was again Mr. Lucas as things were serious business as he battled for the part day after day, getting made up and performing as asked. It was down to him and Gretchen the last two days, and then finally on Thursday Gary texted him to meet him outside before the day's auditions began. "Hey," said Gary as he came out the back door, seeing Danny waiting for him. "Hey," said Danny, looking really nervous. "So if you're meeting me out here, I'm assuming it's bad news." "No, on the contrary, but I didn't want you to be surprised," said Gary. "But stay calm." "Oh?" said Danny, perking up. "Sure?" "So they're leaning towards you, but today they're going to test you to make sure you're serious," said Gary. "If you convince them you are and ace this last one like you've been doing all along, then you should be awarded the role, worst case day after tomorrow." "Convince them I'm serious?" smirked Danny. "I've been early every day and stayed late. Been studying fashion, practicing makeup and every damn feminine movement. I've played this character at every age, in every state of gender transition and in every outfit. Done my homework for school in the the makeup chair in between auditions and change in the car before I get here every day so I can walk in in my sisters clothes. What else do I have to do to convince them I'm serious?" "Well, you've been doing it the right way, but Gretchen's tough competition," said Gary, taking him by the shoulders and turning him. "But you know that, and open your eyes Danny?" "I do but..." said Danny, seeing a trailer door swing open and a woman stagger out. "Is that Gretchen? Did she cut her hair?" "Yup. It used to be more than halfway down her back, and you haven't seen the revised script yet," said Gary. "But that wasn't the point I brought you out here for Danny. Maybe look again?" "Ooohhh?" gulped Danny, seeing Gretchen coming out, buttoning up her blouse and wiping the knees of her jeans. "Holy shit! Whose trailer is that?" "My bosses boss actually, and step back so she can't see us," said Gary, pushing them back out of sight. "Which is why we are talking out here, because I wanted you to see that for yourself and not have me just tell you because then it might seem like I was pushing you to do something." "You're saying I need to sleep with the boss's boss to get this?" asked Danny. "Well it wouldn't hurt, but she's only blowing him, so it's not that bad," said Gary, patting his back. "Oh," gulped Danny, ready to cry, clenching his teeth. "Hey, that was a joke," said Gary. "Really?" said Danny, turning and ready to kill him. "Jerk!" "Don't kill the messenger, and I just wanted you to know what you were up against today," said Gary, throwing up his hands. "You haven't blown me, and you've still got my vote." "I do right?" said Danny, folding his arms. "Even without a stitch of makeup on, you still have my back, right?" "Well, you're still in your sister's clothes and heels, so you're still Danielle to me," winked Gary, squeezing his hand for a second and letting go. "But without or without any makeup on, you know I can't kiss you here, even though I still want to." "Thanks, but without any I don't feel like Danielle yet so we're better off anyway," nodded Danny. "And thanks again for the tip and I'll wow them today. I promise." "That'a girl," said Gary, touching his hair. "And they'll ask you to cut your hair a little like she did. They want that in between look when he was growing out his hair, and then you'll be using extensions later." "Oh that kind of sucks," said Danny, making a face and stroking his long, high pony. "But whatever it takes at this point." "And that's a winning attitude, Danielle," nodded Gary. "Now go get into the makeup chair and we'll talk later." Inside Danny went, once again motivated to knock them dead and win the role. Every costume change, every line and every scene seemed to come out without a hitch, and then he sat without a moment of objection as they sheared a few inches off his hair and re-shaped it a little. He channeled every ounce of Danielle, and even his role as Lindsey, acting innocent and sexy on command and when the day ended, he was ecstatic thinking he nailed down the part. He texted back and forth that night with Gary as he delivered constant updates about the debate over who they'd be selecting, as it seemed positive, yet still kept him on edge. At about eleven pm when Danny was starting to nod off, his phone began buzzing with pictures from Gary's phone of his ex-girlfriend before finally he saw Gary calling him. "Hey," Danny answered, "what's with all the pictures of Larissa, and what's going on?" "Sorry, the bitch is haunting me, and I'd rather not talk about that now," said Gary. "But I sent them to you for a reason?" "Ok?" said Danny. "I want you to do me a favor," said Gary. "A favor?" said Danny. "For you of course, but what's with the pictures?" "Well I'm sure you can do your makeup like hers but...?" said Gary, hesitating. "You think you can do your hair like that?" "You mean like Larissa's?" said Danny, taking the phone away from his ear and looking at them. "Kind of curly and wavy?" "Yes, exactly like that," said Gary, sending some links. "I found a few links in youtube to help?" "Uuumm ok?" said Danny. "For you sure? Wait... Does that mean we're going out to celebrate something?" "Still working on that as we speak, so I gotta go," said Gary. "Study it and I'm sure with everything you've been learning, you can figure it out. Talk tomorrow, but please, ok?" "Ok bye?" said Danny, a bit confused, staring at the pictures and then looking at the video. He'd hidden his haircut under in a messy man bun atop his head during dinner, which even that he kept under a baseball cap. Eventually his mother would notice and question him anyway, but he hoped by then to deliver good news about his new part and then could easily handle the reasoning. It would mostly be his sister ribbing him anyway, or his father having his stomach turned that he'd be mostly playing the role of a girl, yet he knew his mother would understand being much more liberal and hip with current times. The haircut for the role would be easily explained anyway as he watched video after video into the night and then snuck into the bathroom, stealing one of his mother's curling irons. In the darkness of his room with only his phone light on, it was tough to practice twisting his hair in the middle of the night without being able to see too well, and then he eventually quit after he almost burned himself a few times. In the morning, he still wondered if he'd be out on a date to celebrate, and then wondered why he'd be doing this himself. Did Gary want him to actually replace Larissa as his girlfriend, and was he still that hung up on her that he'd have to even imitate her hair or her makeup? He sat in the studio lobby that day in a room full of people, as always in his sister's clothes, awkwardly across from Gretchen as they ignored each other waiting to be called in. After ninety minutes of nothing but paging through magazines and doing his homework, an assistant producer came out dismissing them that their final auditions were canceled and then sent them both away miffed. When he got to his car his phone rang and he saw it was Gary quickly answering as he got in. "Hey," said Danny confused. "What's going on?" "Plenty, it's almost over," said Gary as Danny drove from the lot. "I'm meeting with the big boss to hand him our recommendation which is you, so keep your fingers crossed." "Oh my gawwdd!" squealed Danny. "Yes!! Thank you so much. You mean everyone is now on board recommending me?" "Well almost, but I still have to convince the executive producer," said Gary. "But if I have to bend over and take one for you, then I am." "Gee, and I always thought that I would have to be the one to say that?" laughed Danny. "Your time will come on that Danielle, but I'm not rushing you, babe," joked Gary. "Thanks and that was a joke but really....I cannot wait to kiss you," said Danny, letting out a sigh. "But wait... isn't that the guy that Gretchen... you know?" "Yup, so I've got work to do, but I'm in this all the way for you Dani, so wish me luck and I thought maybe this would be a good time to talk about the favor I want from you too," said Gary. "Maybe pull over so we can talk a minute?" "Oh... uumm sure," said Danny, getting anxious, pulling over to the curb and putting the car in park. "I guess I'll really owe you big time then." "No, this is a favor and I won't force you," replied Gary, getting serious. "I'm doing this whether you say yes or no, because what I'm asking will be a lot, but I'm hoping you'll do it for me?" "Well I guess with the way I feel about us." Danny felt himself get super nervous and then his voice started cracking. "And after all you've done for me and in this industry..." "Babe, maybe again you got the wrong impression," interrupted Gary. "I mean I like the way you're thinking today, but that wasn't where I was going with any of this?" "Oh?" said Danny, breathing out a sigh of relief and shaking his head. "Ok? Then I'm really confused?" "I know, but did you watch the videos?" said Gary. "Can you pull off her look on your own?" "Well, I think so?" said Danny. "It was tough playing around curling my hair in the middle of the night quietly to test shit, but I watched every video and I'm pretty decent with makeup these days." "Good, then tonight's the night, and it should work out perfect with your sister in skating lessons," said Gary. "I'll pick you up as soon as your mother leaves to get her, so when you get home, study the look again and be ready." "You mean get ready at home and sneak out of the house as a girl tonight?" asked Danny stunned. "Yes, in the backseat I put a backpack with some breast forms, nails and some makeup," said Gary. "Those I could sneak out, but the designer dresses were locked up and I don't have that key, so I figured you could borrow one from your sister like you do the rest of her clothes. Luckily I was able to grab some shoes that should work though." "Oh shit," said Danny, twisting and grabbing the backpack, opening it. "You really did!" "You told me you've done it a few times, and your sister sneaks out all the time, so tonight I just need you to do it, except as Danielle," said Gary. "Whoahh?" Groaned Danny. "I'm not so sure about this, but it sounds exciting. I've really kind of missed seeing you lately, and a little mischievous adventure as hopefully a prelude before some good news, sounds amazing. Ok I'm all in." "Ok, but you don't even know the favor?" laughed Gary. "Oh crap!" said Danny, making a face. "That wasn't it?" "Well you getting dressed up, curling your hair and sneaking out, well yeah," said Gary with a laugh. "But I'm going to need you to play the vixen thing the way you do so well too. To role play a little for me." "I'll role play for you anyway you bloody want, Mr. Lucas," teased Danny in a British accent. "You want Dani, Danielle, Lindsey or even me as Larissa. You name it and you got her tonight." "Now we're talking, but the favor really is you playing the vixen, pretty girl," said Gary. "You see Luciano is going to be at club Monico tonight with a few of his buddies, and Larissa can't be there. All is want is you to let him pick you up while I get a few pictures snapped and then he's snagged, so she dumps him." "You're kidding?" said Danny stunned. "You want me to go into a club and get picked up by him. How's that going to work? The guy is a porn star and can have any girl." "No, he liked Lindsey and that was with Larissa just steps away," said Gary. "But with no Larissa around and Lindsey in a setting where no one knows her looking a bit more casual minus the mowak and big boobs on display. Well then I'm guessing in a nice dress looking like his type with her hair like Larissa's and with your flirting ability Miss Hunter. You're irresistible." "You really want your girlfriend back this much," said Danny, sounding disappointed. "No it's not that at all babe and I don't want her back at all," said Gary. "All I want is her heartbroken and pissed off that someone's cheating on her like she did to me." "Wow, revenge," chuckled Danny. "You want me playing the revenge chick?" "Kind of," laughed Gary. "Well, how loyal could she think an ex-porn star would be?" said Danny. "They've been with tons of people." "Trust me, she thinks she's the bomb! The top catch that there is! Now all I want you to do is break them up and nothing more," said Gary. "She embarrassed me in front of my friends and family, so all I want is to be even and have her cheated on publically." "Wow, she must have really hurt you deep down," said Danny. "What a bitch!" "Trust me you have no idea! Now if you don't want to do it I understand, but I'm still going to even blow my big boss if I need to to get you the part," joked Gary. "You deserve it, not Gretchen, and either way I want to see you tonight. I've been dying to kiss those lips of yours since the last time we were together, so all I can ask is that you just think about it please. Pretty please!" "Don't you dare blow a soul for me and just call me later after you're done," said Danny, shaking his head. "I want this badly, but I'd never ask that of you no matter what." "And you haven't, so don't worry about it, but just let me know then later about what I asked then," said Gary. "I know it's a lot." "No, I'll let you know right now, so pick up me at 11:30 with the engine off in the back of the driveway after my mother leaves," said Danny with some conviction. "I may not really like this, but if it's that important to you, then Lindsey will be there so let me get my ass home and sneak into my sister's room to try on some dresses the second she leaves." "You're amazing, and thank you so much," said Gary. "Call you later and I can't wait to see you." "Bye," said Danny, hanging up and then shaking his head, thinking as he pulled out. "Gawdddd knows what I just got myself into now." Back to where we began with Danny dressed for Gary's favor! Danny closed his eyes for a few minutes, taking some breaths and channeling his character while Gary drove the rest of the way there. He'd played his female role inside the studio every day now for a few weeks, so he was comfortable in most aspects of being a woman, yet knew this would be quite a bit different as there would be no retakes if he flubbed a line. He tried telling himself it was no different from when he was out with Gary, yet that night at the ceremony he had Gary's arm to hold on to and now he'd be on his own in a club. He'd be entering a club he knew was a meat market dressed to attract predators with no boyfriend for protection as he opened his eyes and looked over at Gary before staring out the window as the car pulled up at a light. "You ok, babe?" Gary asked, reaching over and touching his hand, seeing his angst. "Am I ok?" repeated Danny, pulling away his hand and folding down the vanity mirror once again, checking himself. "What do you think?.... Babe?" "What do I think?" smiled Gary. "Seriously? Was I speaking Chinese?" grumbled Danny, shaking his head and looking at Gary with some attitude. "That's what I said right?" "Well I think..." Gary began to say as Danny turned, putting his finger over Gary's lips. "That I'm a fucking bitch?" said Danny, turning his face, almost snarling at him. "Well sure! I love when you're like this, with all this attitude," smiled Gary, pulling up at the club now. "But I was going to say sexy as hell." "Good answer, asshole. Now pull up, drop me off and you damn well better be there if I need you," said Danny, turning away, grabbing the door handle until Gary reached over grabbing his wrist. "Wait, take your i.d. so you can get in. Plus relax I've got two undercover guys inside to snap some shots and handle any issues, but there shouldn't be any," said Gary, handing him a fake license and a bunch of twenties. "Thanks again, you're amazing! Now take these for the cover charge, some drinks and good luck." "Jeez, that looks freaking real?" smiled Danny, looking at his fake license and stuffing the twenties into his purse before grabbing the handle, again turning his cheek, avoiding Gary's attempt to kiss him. "And save that kiss, you jerk! I'm certainly not in the mood because if I need to spend this on drinks, then this whole idea is worth shit, BABE!" Danny opened the door with some fierce attitude and swung out his legs, instantly getting into character as he stepped to the pavement. He tossed the gold chain like strap of his small, sparkly black Gucci purse over his shoulder and then tugged down on his short skirt before looking over his shoulder winking at Gary through the windshield as he headed toward the entrance of the club. He felt confident in character, wondering if his sister looked this good in the dress he borrowed from her as he stepped behind a half dozen people in line to get in. With her tight fit figure skater body, she often wore dresses most women didn't have the figure to pull off, but there he was once again in her wardrobe, not too worried about what he was wearing, confidently rocking her dress. He was in single sleeve, little black dress designed to turn heads with its unique shape, abstract cut outs and body hugging appearance. He had seen his sister in this suggestive dress only once about six months earlier when she was out clubbing with a boy she was crushing on, so he knew he had picked something that should serve the purpose. He could see some stray eyes checking him out in the reflection of the club's exterior shiny black granite wall as he moved up in line, knowing if he'd put himself together properly this would be part of what he signed up for. He just smirked, twisting his body as he studied himself for any last flaw he'd fix in the ladies room while he waited to get in as hopefully he didn't leave out a detail, yet it was highly likely half getting dressed in a car. On top, a long sleeve on his right arm held the dress in place before the material quickly darted at a sharp forty five degree angle from his covered right shoulder down past his D-stuffed boobs. With his left arm and shoulder completely bare, only some hints of his faux cleavage were on display, but the stretchy dress clung to his skinny body as it spanned down tightly a few inches past his ass. With another oval shaped cutout exposing his left side abs above his hip bone, there were few women that could pull off this unforgiving, yet incredibly sexy dress, as he looked fit and lean. Every pound he had shed and every sit up he'd been doing daily continued to be important as he rotated his hips, triple checking that not even the slightest hint of his g-string like gaff's panty lines or nude hose's top showed through the dress or cutout. On his feet, polished gold metallic five inch t-strap stiletto sling backs had the spikiest heel and were buckled around his ankles. The bright gold metallic color perfectly matched his big earrings and single bangle, easily reflecting any light that gleamed his way. On the wrist of his bare arm, a thick Egyptian cuff gold bangle spanned from his wrist a third of the way up his lower arm and from his ears, triple gold symbol earrings tiered, starting smaller and growing larger before ending just a touch above his shoulders. With his hair newly sheared into layers and shortened a few inches in length, it suddenly had such thick body once the layers were separated and set with the hot rollers. From a left side part, his dirty blonde hair now swept across his face before turning back in finger brushed, big wavy curls, as he now had a trendy Hollywood look. With it straight across ending in long LOB haircut sitting just a bit on his shoulders, the mid-length, sexy tussled style with some layered scrunched to deliver some jagged edges seemed to work perfectly to represent him as a trendy sassy girl in her early twenties. Long stiletto coffin shaped nails in dark amber only added to his suggestive perception, and his glossed, maroon full lips sparkled even in the black granite view. His crystal blue eyes pierced out beneath the big full faux lashes surrounded in thick, dark liner and a hint of gold- bronze shimmer was present at the middle crease of his smokey eyes. With a high shine on his burgundy rose cheekbones, there would be no angle that didn't elude some form shimmer as he stepped up next to be checked in, taking his ID casually from his purse. "Oh Miss Hunter! We've been expecting you," said the big burly guy, looking at it and snapping his fingers to another guy. "This way please, and open the VIP entrance, please." "Thank you, boys," said Danny with a big smile, patting the bouncer's bicep and strutting in. He'd done really well playing the role and feeling confident as he walked up a few steps, coming out in the elevated VIP area. It was unexpectedly quiet he stood mostly alone in the smaller VIP section with four or five couples sitting inside the upper deck separated off area. With no target in site, he walked to the rail looking down, realizing that's where the action was at, and stood surveying the place. What he thought would be a smaller place turned out to be quite larger as the music was humming loudly and people were everywhere. It was jam packed with wall to wall partiers that he'd need to tightly navigate through, wondering now how he'd even find Luciano in the dark crowds. He'd barely begun and this might even be more challenging than he thought as he walked toward the roped off stair case and then a bouncer opened the velvet ropes for him. Down the clear curved stairs he gingerly navigated now, seeing some guys eyeing his approach and then he'd need to channel the bitch inside him again as he walked past some obvious slight feels and expected lude comments. He barely made ten steps towards the bar before he was being offered a drink, graciously blowing off the first guy then another guy as walked the perimeter of the club. Around once and then again he went before cutting across the dance floor before coming up empty in his quest to find his target, and then figured he better settle down as it might be a long night. He wiggled into to an open spot at the bar, ordering a drink before hearing someone offering to pay and he was already having to blow off another person. Before the objection could even leave his lips, he watched a twenty shoved towards the bartender on his right and spun around, thanking the guy, having no choice but to engage in casual conversation. It took two or three laughs before he could excuse himself and head across the room, scouring the scene again to no avail before he settled down in a new spot just to have everything seemingly start all over again. Dressed as he was and alone in the meat market of a club, it was impossible just to stand around without being engaged by someone. By the third drink with a third guy in the third spot, he started feeling at least a bit of a buzz, trying to politely thank him and walk away before it could get too serious, but instead found himself stuck this time having to share a dance. It happened so fast being pulled to the dance floor, as he could handle himself well enough, shaking his ass in his heels and then made a lame excuse that he needed to use the ladies room, scurrying off to the safety of a stall. He took his sweet time freshening up and then making sure to avoid that side of the club, but when he came out it was more of the same, only to once again not find what he had come there for. It was almost two hours into the night now when he settled at a back part of the bar, once again texting Gary with his lack of progress before a bartender interrupted his texting. "Ms. Hunter," said the bartender. "You know me?" replied Danny, looking up. "I'm a friend of a friend looking out for you tonight," winked the bartender, putting a drink down in front of Danny. "A drink from the gentlemen in the black jacket?" "Thanks, but not another assho-" Danny began before turning, stopping mid-sentence. "Another asshole? Sometimes I'm referred to like that sure?" smiled the guy. "Lindsey? Right?" "Excuse me?" said Danny nastily, looking at him with almost a snarl, acting out with some attitude yet relieved it was finally him playing dumb. "Do I know you?" "From the event last week?" said the man. "You were there with my girlfriend's ex." "Ohhhh? Hello mate?" smiled Danny. "Luciano, right?" "Yes," said Luciano. "So nice seeing you again." "Sorry, I just thought you were another annoying fan once you knew my name," smirked Danny, swirling his straw around his drink. "And sorry about the asshole crack then. Trust me, sometimes I'm referred to like that as well. And maybe worse?" "It's cool, and in our lines of work, they certainly love a good asshole," joked Luciano. "Don't they?" "Yes they do!" laughed Danny, lifting his drink and clinking Luciano's glass, taking a big sip. "So you know I saw you earlier out there dancing, but I didn't recognize you at first," said Luciano. "You mean I look different without the studio making me up all exotic for a shoot, or some bullshit publicity thing?" Danny said before turning and puffing out his big fake boobs. "Or was it my boobs weren't completely out?" "Well both, honestly," smiled Luciano. "But even seeing you like a regular girl well.. you're no regular girl are you?" "And what the hell does that mean, bloke?" Danny's temper flared. "Well I just meant we're...?" said Luciano, looking around before he spoke. "You know?" "You mean not regular people who enjoy a nice night out away from work?" scolded Danny. "Like that have feelings and are just not looking to get fucked every second?" "Yeah that kind of came out wrong?" said Luciano, backpedaling. "I just meant you look fantastic tonight, but I guess I'm just picturing you as the wild girl with the Mohawk hair." "Whatever?" said Danny, rolling his eyes and softly tapping his arm, beginning to walk past him. "Take care. This regular Sheila's gotta go mate!" "Wait!" said Luciano, stopping him. "Don't be like that. Let's hang out a little and give me a chance to get to know you better." "Let go," said Danny, lifting his knee against Luciano's crotch. "Before I do some damage to your money maker with these spikey heels, because trust me I can and I will." "Please, Lindsey," said Luciano, letting go. "I apologize, and you're taking what I said the wrong way. Please have another drink with me and I promise I didn't mean that in a bad way?" "Maybe you did and maybe you didn't?" said Danny with his hands on his hip, right in his face. "Honestly I'm not that sensitive, but just tired of the bullshit from men tonight. But really get to know me for what reason? You have a girlfriend, and why would you even give a shit? Now it's starting to get late, so maybe you better get moving and go find a regular girl out there before the good ones get all snatched up by the rest of the cocky assholes." "Come on, Lindsey. One more drink and then if you can't stand my company any more, than I won't bother you again," said Luciano, starting to bend down like he would get on one knee. "Please don't make me beg, but I will if I have to?" "Get up, you jerk," laughed Danny, gently tapping his face. "Save that for putting a ring on your pretty girlfriend, or better yet your next film, since its usually us regular girls that have to assume that position." "Oh I'd assume it for you anytime if we ever did a film together," said Luciano with a big grin on his face. "Not happening," smiled Danny. "I'm working on trying to become a serious actress these days." "Really!" said Luciano instantly intrigued. "That's awesome!" "Well time will tell if it is or if I'll starve, but?" smiled Danny. "Well? Worst case I bring back the Mohawk and at least I know where I can get a good co-star if I need one." "Anytime," said Luciano. "But I can already tell you'll do great. And now I'm really glad you didn't walk away now so we can talk a little." "Seriously?" said Danny, breaking eye contact and nervously sliding some of his hair behind his ear before looking back up at Luciano. "Talk?" "Definitely," said Luciano, looking into his eyes. "We don't need a film set or you in any Mohawk to hang out? It made my night seeing you here, and you do really look gorgeous, Miss Serious Aussie Actress?" "Thanks? Must be the new hairdo, then?" joked Danny, fluffing his hair and looking right into his eyes. "Just got it chopped a little so maybe it's keeping the eye level up near my face and off other things." "Maybe, and not that it doesn't look gorgeous on you, but you know..." smirked Luciano, looking him up and down. "It's the whole package that I'm finding quite appealing." "Ok enough with the bullshit lines," laughed Danny, rolling his eyes. "Fine," laughed Luciano before signaling the bartender. "So let me buy you another drink unless you're really here with somebody? The dude you were dancing with?" "Sure, what the hell and ahhhhh no! Just a dance or two, and not tonight?" said Danny, lifting Luciano's chin with his finger. "I told you. I'm just out for a little fun." "Cool," said Luciano, ordering drinks. "Another round for both of us please." "Thanks. So what about you?" said Danny, slicing his finger around the rim of his glass. "The girlfriend let you off her leash for tonight?" "It's not like that?" laughed Luciano, as Danny looked up at him. "And I only wear leashes in certain movies." "Yeah, I can relate," joked Danny, raising his brows as they were handed their cocktails and he lifted it. "Cheers mate." "And what's your deal tonight?" said Luciano. "A dance with a stranger is one thing, but where's the boyfriend?" "Boyfriend? You mean Gary?" smirked Danny, rolling his eyes. "He's fun to be with, but more helping me with my career. Do I look like the boyfriend type girl to you?" "Why not?" asked Luciano, getting serious. "Why not? Seriously? Did you forget what we do and I did for a living in the last thirty seconds?" laughed Danny. "Good thing you're so good looking, and I hope you let your manager negotiate for you." "Hey!" laughed Luciano. "I just meant every guy in here would love to have you as his girlfriend." "No every guy here would love to jump my bones, but as a girlfriend I'm a total bitch," said Danny, snapping his fingers. "Another round on him please, and what are you, suddenly the sensitive type?" "Not really?" said Luciano, tossing a few more twenties on the bar. "But I was being a gentlemen." "Yeah well, I didn't come out tonight to find Prince Charming if you know what I mean, Luciano," said Danny, softly patting his arm. "Every once and awhile I just need to get out without the Hollywood makeover and just a blow off a little steam." "I get it, and you might even be more gorgeous without the designer grabs and pros making you up if that's even possible," nodded Luciano, moving closer and looking into his eyes. "But out here in a club like this alone usually means you're up to no good or maybe just looking to blow off a bit more than steam right?" "Don't be so presumptuous because you're hung like a horse, porn boy," said Danny, sliding his hand down his chest and sticking the edge of his nail inside the front of Luciano's tight jeans. "I get paid to get laid, and can do that any night, but being up to no good can be so much more fun." "Yeah I do second that," gulped Luciano, looking down at Danny, feeling himself completely aroused. "Good, then let's see what you got, pretty boy," said Danny, sliding out his finger, snapping the waist band on his briefs before taking him by the hand and out to the dance floor they went. In no time, Danny's hands were in the air as they danced without touching, moving their bodies. As the beat got faster, Danny easily showed he could move before leaning in and slithering against Luciano. By the second dance, he allowed himself to be spun a few times before winding into Luciano and allowing his arms around him from behind. He was holding both of Luciano's hands across his stomach now while he wiggled his ass against Luciano's hard member before again spinning away staring at him. He sauntered back towards him again, wrapping his wrists around Luciano's neck, licking his lips before uncapping his wrist and sliding his hands down his chest. He was controlling the entire sensual pace, as he now grinded against him a few times and then stopped, grabbing Luciano's hands before they could slide across his faux breasts. "Easy, big fella," said Danny, sliding his left hand across Luciano's ass. "I wouldn't want you to get the wrong impression, you know?" "No, we wouldn't want that?" said Luciano, sliding one of his hands onto Danny's ass and giving a good squeeze. "Good boy," smiled Danny, biting his lip as he looked up into his eyes. "So can I ask you something?" "Sure," said Luciano. "So you kiss much in your movies, or mostly just fuck?" Danny asked. "Good question?" laughed Luciano. "Mostly just fuck." "Yeah that's what I thought, and just so you know, I'm not letting you fuck me tonight," said Danny with a big smirk. "I really don't need the practice, and I've got enough boy toys for screwing, but if you really want to get to know each other a little, then let's see what you got, stud." The biggest smile filled Luciano's face as he leaned in, softly kissing Danny and then in no time their tongues entered each other's mouths. Around and around they swirled as it got hot and heavy quickly as it was all he could do just to gasp for a few breaths as Danny struggled just to keep his heels on the floor. He allowed Luciano's hands all over him, only pushing them away when they got near his boobs again and holding in his whimper when Luciano's love bite surprised him, clamping down on his neck. As much as he wanted to push back, he knew he couldn't, in turn amazed at the sensation knowing now his turn to make his mark would be upcoming. When finally he pushed it away, he returned the rough nibble, turning vamp, half grossed out with a mouth full of short two days stubble type whiskers, yet making his mark on the left and then again on the right. They made out another good fifteen minutes, until finally he pushed back, staring at Luciano with a big smirk on his face and then leaning in, softly kissing him as it started again. It was soft and tender for a few moments, until Danny finally broke it again and looked up into his eyes. "So maybe not as good as sex, but that was really nice," said Danny, sliding his sweaty curls from his face and then wrapping his wrists around Luciano's neck, looking into his eyes. "You mean that wasn't sex," smiled Luciano, catching his breath. "I'm not so sure about that." "Nope!" said Danny, sliding one hand down Luciano's chest and wiggling two fingers inside his jeans again. "Nothing sticky?" "There will be if you leave your hand there and kiss me again," said Luciano, raising his brows. "Behave! You're a professional, so you should have so much more control than that," Danny dug his sharp nails into his flesh before giving one yank and then another before pulling out his fingers, stepping back, softly patting Luciano's chest. "And this dress is expensive honey, so they'll be no soiling it, mate! But thanks for the dance. This was fun?" "You're leaving?" Luciano asked, standing there stiff as a board. "Yup! Before you get the wrong idea," winked Danny, batting his eyelashes and then kissing him deeply again before stepping back. "This really was fun." "Please, it's cool," said Luciano, taking his hand. "Just stay a little longer. You're amazing." "I know, but I gotta go," teased Danny, raising his brows grinning before planting one last soft kiss. "I'll get your number from the studio and text you one of these days so we can continue you know.. getting to know each other better?" "Oh sure," replied Luciano, a bit stunned as he began walking away back towards the bar. "I'd really like that." "I bet! Oh and say hi to your girlfriend for me," winked Danny, taking his purse from the bar and tossing the strap over his shoulder, walking back towards him. "Next time bring her along and we'll make it a three way. That is if she's not the jealous type?"