BAD ACTING

GOLD

        Friday morning I stopped by the studio, checked e-mails, and printed off a few more scripts for Karen. I checked in the eleven am class, grabbed my things and headed to Leah's. At the end of Leah's driveway, a valet company worked to rope off sections of the street and set up a kiosk. I drove past the men and parked next to Leah's Jeep. Walking into the house I noticed two full bars set up, the catering team running around the transformed kitchen, and the living room already a mini movie theater.

        "You're here!" Julia yelled, running over to me. Barefoot, wearing cut off denim daisy dukes, and a thin oversized white T-shirt, obviously not dressed yet, but her make-up looked incredible. A dramatic cat eye lined in dark kohl. "You have seen the back yard. !" Julia ran outside and I followed.

        Lanterns hung from the trees and glass globes hovered overhead. The globes had little moving lights inside them, that looked like fire-flies. Julia pointed to the pool. A golden circular island floated in the middle, with six golden smaller stepping circles leading up to it.

        "You can stand on it, see?" Julia leaped from circle to circle and then jumped on the large floating island.

        "This is beyond!" I yelled, following her to the floating island. I tested my weight on the golden platform, jumping up and down. It felt solid. Minor movement. It appeared to be anchored and secured to the bottom of the pool by many thick wires.

        "Stop fooling around you two, we need to get beautiful!" Leah stood in the glass sliding doorway, waving us inside.

*

        Daniel waited for us back in Leah's room.

        "Hair and make up, now."

        Daniel pulled off my shirt and threw it aside.

        I sat while two skinny Persian girls worked their magic. My hair slicked back and secured with a tie, product applied to keep my locks looking sleek and wet, while gold dust was streaked throughout. A simple gold liner under my eyes.

        Daniel guided me out of my chair over to Leah for inspection. Already dressed, her hair and makeup matched mine, but gold completely surrounded her eyes, and gold paint on her lips.

        "Perfect," Leah said approvingly. "Get him dressed."

        Daniel held up a hanger holding small golden shorts, in the same metallic chainmail matching Leah's undergarments, and my top.

        "Don't be shy, let's go." Daniel teased.

         I climbed out of my jeans and stepped out of my underwear reaching for the shorts. Daniel held them away from me while holding my gaze. I stood there naked waiting for the shorts.

        "Good boy," Daniel said, finally handing them over. I slipped the shorts on, thankful the metal material was lined with a soft silky fabric. Daniel handed me the golden acid washed pants and I stepped into them, buttoning them up.

        "Ladies." Daniel snapped his fingers, and the hair and makeup girls walked towards me carrying the gold, chainmail top.

        "Arms up!" Daniel command, grabbing my right hand and pulling it up. "Careful, ladies." The team of three slowly lowered the shirt over my head and onto my body while avoiding my perfected hair and face.

        "My work here is done, I'm going to find something to drink", Daniel headed towards the door, followed by his minions. " See you later," he promised closing the door behind him.