After a morning of quick takes, it was finally time for me to have my first scene with her. She found me before we went on set.“There’s my boyfrie...d,” she said to me, giving me a hug. “My real boyfriend wasn’t amused.”“Sorry about that. I’ve had a few faux girlfriends for publicity. I assumed you were looking to use me for the publicity,” I said, and then blushed. “That just made me sound conceited. ‘I was just trying to help’ is what I meant to say.”“The show’s producers loved it. You might. She spends about four hours two days a week at the Museum of Modern Art. I don’t know what she does, but she seems to enjoy it. Karen went to a good school, Georgetown, but her liberal arts degree didn’t prepare her for a high paying professional job and I’m glad of it. A higher paid position would have her being away from home (and me) so I’m just happy with the status quo.I was dressed with my bags at the door, having a second cup of coffee and waiting for the taxi. Karen declined to take me. "How dare you touch me?" Excuse me?" You can't touch me, you freak." But it's okay for you to touch me?" Fuck you," she shouted as she turned and ran down the hall."She's going to be a problem," Brian said. "I'm sorry that I didn't see that coming." That's okay," I said. "I can handle her." Be careful, though. She has a lot of friends." I will."Homeroom went by without incident. Well, there were some rude comments, but that was all. Walking to first period, though, a girl in the tenth grade. Julie pressed my hand down harder, moving it in a circle over her clit. ‘Jesus, girl!’ she said. Christie giggled quietly, ‘I know, I know. It’s sad, isn’t it? Here I have the only man in the world he actually doesn’t like blowjobs, and, good God, do I love to suck a nice, hard, stony cock. Whew! Okay, I’m stopping now, or I’ll never get to sleep.’ ”Kay.’ said Julie, laughing at her friend. ‘Maybe I’ll grab a snack first.’ said Christie standing. ‘Well, if he wakes up, just bathe him, paint.