"I looked at him. I never had told him that I began taking my birth control pills again. I started the day after I was hired for the part, I have no i...ea why, maybe part of me that knew I would soon be fucking other men.I said to Sara, "No worries Sara. I can do the play for as long as you need me. Jack and I promise that I won't get pregnant on you. I have to say, this play has spiced up our marriage bed but no worries, the show will go on."Sara gave me another hug and whispered in my ear,. "While I'm at it I want to clear up some fucking nasty rumors that I have been hearing around here. I am not now nor have I ever been a fucking racist. And if anybody is bold enough to say it about me behind my back they should be able to say it to my face and we can discuss it.He glared at me like it was my fault. Everyone in the room probably thought I was saying it.He continued, "I had to go to some fucking sensitivity training that I don't fucking need just because I am in charge of a bunch. "Turn around," Kyle insisted. "I want to check out that ass of yours." He grinned, his dimples showing, deceptively friendly."N-no," James said, his eyes widening. His hands fluttered awkwardly as if he didn't know quite what to do with himself."Tch. Boy, you don't want to make me come down there." Kyle's grin shifted, something dangerous lurking behind his eyes. His smile sharpened, showing one too many teeth. "Guards put you in here for a reason. You start screaming, they won't come. Now turn. My heart sank a little, thinking maybe she lost interest, or got a better offer, but I heard voices behind me, and I looked around to see her signing autographs for two teenage girls. She looked up and smiled at me, as she handed the paper back to the young girls, and shook their hands. One of them hugged her, and they both walked away, talking excitedly, and she came over to me. “Must be fun being famous,” I said.“It’s a bit overwhelming some times,” Trish said, as we went over to order our.