(XXXVIII) Nightclubbing

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     Due to a scheduling conflict, I never got to work with Maylani.  She did shoot for KAT Co. but on a later date when I was in New York City working on our next commercial.  I secretly whined about it but I knew a meet with her would come soon. 

     When I flew back to Los Angeles and looked over her photos, I was once again in awe with her beauty.  From then on, the inappropriate dreams about her started up again.

  From then on, the inappropriate dreams about her started up again

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     I would wake up embarrassed.  Because I hardly knew her, yet, my subconscious was obsessed with her.  I was discovering a part of myself I never knew.  But I knew Prince was forever.  So, then the thought of threesomes started weighing on my mind again.


Saturday, July 14, 1984

Los Angeles, California


     I reached out to Maylani and after a few days of playing phone tag, I finally got through to her.  I told her I loved the pictures from the shoot.  She then proceeded to invite me to a party at some Hollywood mansion.

     Azzedine Alaia was a French designer whose clothing could be found on the elite and most beautiful women.  The unique aspect of his line was the fabrics he used which hugged a woman in the right places.  He changed the woman's silhouette and was known to make the sexiest dresses.

  He changed the woman's silhouette and was known to make the sexiest dresses

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     They crowned him, The King of Cling.

     I was so excited when Maylani invited me to come and meet him.  I asked if I could bring a friend and once I mentioned Prince, she told me to bring the whole crew.  I was hesitant, because The Revolution had their own style but Maylani assured me not to worry about anyone's attire.  Mr. Alaia wasn't expecting the entire party to be in his designs, especially the men, being that he only designed womenswear.  'Just dress to impress.'

     Prince hesitated my invite as well.  I was in the bathroom, still moist from my hot shower, standing in front of the steamed mirror with a white towel wrapped around me.

     I smeared the mist on the glass to get a glimpse of myself.  "I want you to meet Maylani."

     Prince leaned against the wall and I caught him rolling his eyes.

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