Virgin Porn Star

Virgin Porn Star Part13

Vincent's POV

I sat on the overlarge sofa in the room conected to my bed chamber and put my head between my knees.  I tried to take long, deep breaths, but without success.   How long had it been since lunch?  Minutes?  Hours?  I looked up at the clock next to the door and tried to decipher the time.  It wasn't that I couldn't read it, but my eyes just couldn't focus.  I couldn't concentrate on anything.  It had been hours according to the clock.  Unless my eyes read it wrong.  But, from what I read, dinner would be soon.  Dinner was at 6 o'clock every night.  And every night, I showed up to the table early, anticipating the arrival of my gorgeous guest, and every night, she showed up at 6:01.  Did that mean she left her room at exactly 6 o'clock everynight?  Was she afraid of an awkwardness in the air if she arrived earlier?  Maybe she waited on purpose beacuse she didn't want to spend any more time with me than she had to.  Mercy had only been here for a little over a week, and it already seemed like she had been here for years.  Time seemed to pass ever so slowly.  Things were so different since I had first met her.  She almost seemed depressed now.  I was used to a more lively Mercy.  Or had I even been used to her?  Did I really even know her at all?  Yes.. I did.  We hadn't known each other that long, but within the time that we've been together, and living with her, I feel like she's apart of me.  I can no longer imagine coming down to the dining table and eating alone.  I had already become accustomed to have her across the long table, eating with such delacacy.  If I could, I would stare at her for the rest of eternity.  But I hadn't been so lucky.  I wish I had a picture of her so times like these weren't so horrible.  Every day was the same.  We had breakfast at the same time, lunch at the same time, and dinner at the same time.  One of the butlers told me she went swimming every couple of nights in the indoor pool.  At least she was fine with staying here.  I, however, was having abnormal anxiety.  I couldn't stand this anymore.  Going away to my room for hours only to long to know where she is.  Or what shes doing, or if she's thinking about me.  I used to be content with the oversized room I have.  I might relax in a bath, or watch some television, or maybe read.  Now, all my bedroom did was keep me on edge. 

How had things been so different before?  In the resturant... Well, in the resturant, we had connected.  We had talked a little... and a little more than talking..  And, I had smoothed my hand along her back in a way to comfort her.  She had seemed to accept it.  We had hit all bases.  Yet, since the moment Mercy walked through the door, she's been detached.   Did she regret the night at the diner? 

I let those feelings slide as I thought about Rick's phone call this morning.  We had been more distant at lunch than ever.  After breakfast, I had just retired to my rooms when my cell-phone went off on the side table.  I picked it up, seeing it was Rick.  If I had known what he wanted to talk about, I would have never picked up at all.  I hadn't seen Rick since the night at the diner.  He told me awhile ago that I wouldn't be doing any films unless Mercy was in them, and since Mercy wasn't in any films yet, neither was I.  Not that I was upset by that, but I was more nervous than anything.  Rick proceded to tell me that he couldn't have a virgin do a porn film.  My alarms in my head had gone off, telling me that this meant Mercy being his partner was over, that she would leave, and they would no longer have anything to do with each other.  Until Rick told me his 'plan'.  How was I suposed to do as Rick requested?  Did he expect me to just go up to Mercy and say, "Hey, Rick says you  need to loose your virginity and that I should be the one to do it, so lets do this."?  And have her slap me in the face?  Yeah right.  There was no way I was going down this road.  But, We had to start filming soon..  And if she had to loose her 'V card' before filming, then we had to do this fast.  The only chance I had  was if I didn't tell her.  There was no way she would accept if I told her.  I could try and seduce her, but I really doubt she's even attracted to someone like me.  I hadn't exactly been showing her the time of her life.  She must think I'm the most boring person on the planet. 

I sighed and let my arms fall to my sides.  I could try and be more fun, maybe.  I might talk more with her, get to know her interests.  And I would court her.  Only then would I have a hope of her accepting me in bed. 

I took a deep breath and looked up at the clock again.  Dinner would be in about a half an hour.  Which gave me just enough time to speed over in town, pick up something for Mercy, then come back in time for dinner. At least, I hope. 

I quickly threw on my shoes and grabbed my keys to my favorite car, and headed out through the house.  Once I got to the garage, I hopped in my car, started the ignition, and whipped out of the drive.  My mind was running over things I could buy for Mercy.  Every woman loves chocolate.  I'd heard that over and over.  Mercy might like chocolate.  But what if she didn't?  Well, I could just buy alot of different things and whatever she liked, she could have.  My mind set, I sped down the narrow curvy road toward one of the gift shops in town.  The town was older with antique shops, but had so many different shops, I wouldn't have any trouble finding a place to get something for Mercy.  I just hoped I got back in time.  There were always lots of people walking threw the streets in town, some people having dinner out on the sidewalks of the expensive diners.  Maybe Mercy would like to eat at one of those sometime?  I found a spot to park, and went into a gift shop called Make It Happen.  Well, with that kind of name, I hope a gift from here does 'Make It Happen'.

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