As I came out of my bedroom into the living space/movie studio I share with my roommate Destiny, I noticed she was already up sitting naked in front of our computer and flirting with one of our online clients. They pay by the minute to be mercilessly teased. She may have been up all night. If so, she's banked a lot of money today. She looked at me questioningly, silently asking if I wanted to join in. I shook my head. I wasn't in the mood.
I've been having a lot of creepy dreams lately. The night I spent with Steve and dreamed I was mysteriously rescued from being sacrificed by a witches' coven still haunted me. Now, I'd just awaken from a dream where Shenron the dragon warned me that someone in my life was not who they seemed to be. The only ones in my life are Steve, Destiny, and my coyote Smiley. I was pretty sure I could trust Smiley although he was the only one that I hadn't been intimate with.
I already expected there were things about Steve that I was yet to discover. I kept wondering if it was Steve's voice I heard in the dream I had at his place. The voice that saved me from being sacrificed by the witches' coven. Was it all really a dream? Being rescued by a sexy Warlock certainly seems like a dream or the plot of one of my porn films.
I really should tell Steve what I do for a living. Maybe he might be interested in making a movie with me? We are overdue for our next film. It has been a while since Destiny, and I posted "Overwhelming Destiny." Who knows? Steve might really get into it. I can picture his body in the throes of passion between Destiny and me. Just thinking about it put me in a mood to join Destiny and bank a little money. "Hi-ho, hi-ho it's off to work I go..."
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I met up with Steve on his lunch break in the hospital cafeteria.
"Hey babe, what you been up to?"
"All sorts of naughty business," I grinned.
"Don't you ever work?"
"Actually, I was working."
"You know, you've never told me what you do."
I sighed. Now was as good a time as any. "I just did," I grinned. He gave me a puzzled look. I clarified, "All sorts of naughty business." Another puzzled look. "I run a porn site."
"Oh," he paused speechless.
"You okay with that? I'm okay if you're not." I wasn't really, but what else could I say? I waited for his response.
"No, no," he stuttered. "It's all good. It is just that if we're revealing secrets, there is probably something I need to tell you."
That caught me by surprise. What could he possibly tell me?
"I'm a Warlock, a male witch." He gave that a moment to sink in. "Your dream the other night was no dream. That was my coven and they took you without my knowledge. They were convening without my knowledge too. There were punishments for those responsible. It will not happen again," he finished ominously.
To lighten the mood and because I really wanted to ask him, I brought up the idea I'd had that morning. "So, Mr. Warlock, is there anything in your beliefs that would prevent you from making a porno?"
"You mean like, Steve and Amy make a porno?"
"I'm no amateur. We'll have to come up with a better title than that. The title pun is what sells the movie. You want it to sound like the title of a well known movie or TV show so, the Witches of Eastwick becomes Bitches of Eachprick."
"How about, Harry got her and the Sorcerer 's Bone? I could play Harry." Steve suggested.
"OMG, you're a natural!"
"I've other porn talents too, but you already know that."
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Destiny, Steve and I put together a script, and yes, I had to film sex scenes between Steve and Destiny, and yes I was a little jealous, but they were both my friends. They wouldn't do anything to hurt me.
No, they would just gradually exclude me. They were clearly more attracted to each other than they were to me. My dates with Steve began to always include Destiny. When we'd go out together, they'd spend most of the time talking to each other. I was beginning to feel more and more like the third wheel. I would say they were a match made in heaven, but considering Steve is a warlock, perhaps hell would be more appropriate.
I should have listened to Shenron. Turns out both my supposed lovers were not the loyal friends I had believed them to be.
I don't know if it was a Warlock spell or just his magic wand that enchanted Destiny, but she seemed to be willing to sacrifice our friendship to have him to herself. She even joined his coven and I was a bit frightened by the prospect of what spells she might be learning to use on me.
Still, I loved them both. I wasn't even sure which witch I was more attracted to. When there's not much love in your childhood, your desperation makes you very flexible in your expectations. I'm a very flexible lover in every sense, emotionally and physically.
We made a really great movie and unlike many in our genre, ours was filled with genuine passion. The story was about a girl with a magic tatoo on her boob who gets even with her lovers who were excluding her. It's called "The Girl with the Titty Tatoo or Tat for Tit Gets Tit for Tat." So far, it is a huge success, I said success not suck fest? Although it is that too.
