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| Soap Sins Monday, October 3, 2011 CHAPTER 3 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. LINK ONLY! The Prime Time Pr*ck - When Dakota bumped into Nick, the prime time pr*ck who had demanded she change her parking spot, he grinned his trademark toothy grin. The same grin that had won over millions of prime time female viewers. Needless to say, Dakota wasn't one of them. She had no intention of moving her car and told him so. - Nick looked down at her and nodded. "I've been having a bad day myself. On account of the African Queen." - Dakota blinked. "You're doing a remake of The African Queen movie?" - "I was referring to my supermodel wife from Africa. That is, my ex-wife, as of today." - Dakota could not help but feel a tad sorry for him. She knew what divorce was like, having been through five herself. "That's too bad." - Nick seemed to need someone to talk to. "Can I buy you a drink?" - Some screams from the gate made them both turn around. A group of young adoring female fans had gathered to see Dominic as he exited the studio. The tall, dark soap star strode past Dakota and Nick the prime time pr*ck, toward his sports car, and pretended to search for the keys in his pocket. The screams intensified. Dominic continued to pose, always at his best angle, then eventually got in his car and drove off, waving to the thrilled girls who only contributed to his shallow existence. - Nick turned back to Dakota. She was about to turn him down when her phone rang. - It was Brent, who was calling from his tiny dressing room. - "I got bad news. Word upstairs is your song got cut from the episode of the leaked script. It was replaced with a flashback of Bill serenading his first wife on the show. The one who got hit by a car, was presumed dead, but came back ten years later, and died of jungle fever." - Dakota thanked her flunky for his loyalty, ended the call, and took a deep breath. "Nick, I would love to go and have a drink with you. Matter of fact, I could use as many drinks as possible!" - "Fantastic. I'll drive you to my private plane and we'll take it from there." - She pouted her famous pretty pout. "Drinks on your private plane? Isn't that very 1990s?" - Nick chuckled and placed his prime time hand on her daytime arm. "The drinks will be in Vegas. There's a club I had in mind. But don't you worry, I'll have you back for your early morning shoot. I know soap people start at the crack of dawn." - Dakota smiled and let him lead her to his foreign sports car. When they drove off together, headed for his private plane and the debauchery of Vegas, she laughed she felt like a teenager. Unbeknownst to daytime diva Dakota Diamonelle and the now elevated prime time pr*ck, she was being followed - and by her worst enemy ... |
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