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| Soap Sins Monday, December 26, 2011 CHAPTER 15 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. LINK ONLY! THE DREAMY BODYGUARD! - Dakota's manager was true to his word when he promised to find her a suitable bodyguard. She knew she would be comfortable with his choice, since she trusted Marv as much as she trusted Lola, the miniature French poodle who had been her BFF for the last three years. Marv got in touch with a private investigator contact who passed on the name of a freelance Hollywood bodyguard. Originally Odysseus had been a personal trainer to the stars, but times were tough, so he was keen on making a couple of extra grand a week. - The first time Dakota showed up with him at the studio, every straight woman and gay man was green with envy. And no wonder. Odysseus was no mere mortal. He had the appearance of a muscular Mediterranean statue come to life. Dakota was delighted. Odysseus was unabashedly dreamy. And he was all hers! - She was in her dressing room, fixing her lipstick for a live chat interview when a knock sounded at the door. - "Yes?" - "My lady has a visitor. Says he is bent." - "That's Brent, dude!" - Dakota laughed and told him to let in the visitor. Odysseus opened the door, flashed a pearly white smile along with a wink, and then shut it once Brent the blonde surfer dude had entered and plopped himself on the sofa. - "How long are you gonna keep him?" - "Until Marv can trace the person they now think is stalking me." - Brent raised an eyebrow. "Or ...?" - "You are such a tease! You know I'm not the type to kiss and tell. Besides, the truth is, I still feel sad about Nick." - "I can think of billions of reasons to remember him!" There was another knock at the door and the head PR girl walked in carrying a clipboard. Dakota thought it was lame they walked around with their clipboards, as if they had the most important job in the world. The top PR people, however, made Brent uncomfortable and he excused himself faster than you could say surf's up. - The PR girl asked about Odysseus' status. - "He's not married," Dakota explained, "so he won't be bad for my reputation ..." - The PR girl clarified. "I meant his contract status. Is he full-time with you?" - "He's just with me on the days I come to the studio." - "Which means 3 days a week for the next month, so I guess he's not full-time." - Dakota blinked. "What are you getting at?" - "We are looking for a strong shirtless male to play a small role on a sci-fi show the network is developing. The casting department wants Odyssey to audition." - Dakota was miffed. "That's Odysseus." - The PR girl continued. "And if the camera likes him, we want to do an inter-show romance. The sci-fi hunk dating the sad soap widow." - Dakota's business side kicked into high gear. "I'd still need him to be my bodyguard for those 3 days a week." - "Of course, How long is his contract for?" - "A year I think," she improvised. - "That would work well from a PR standpoint. The public would assume he was your boy toy escort." - "Sounds like a plan!" - "Super." The PR girl removed a page from her clipboard and handed it to her before exiting. "Here's the latest on tomorrow's scene changes." - Once she was gone, Dakota, who had been unable to wear her contact lenses due to the bad L.A. smog, put on her gold rimmed reading glasses and stared at the paper. One of her scenes tomorrow included a very familiar name. The jokester was back in action ...! |
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