Free Thrill! by Jackie Collins Page A

him."
     
    Betty and I hated each other for three weeks. On the fourth week we had unbelievable sex on her mother's bed, then things got really complicated.
     
    Betty was a bad girl, the kind I'd always been attracted to. She
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    loathe'd her mother, and couldn't believe I was sleeping with her.
    "How w*1 y°u d° ^ with such an old bag?"
    she sneered.
    "You're really
    alow lift-'
    I didn't appreciate her calling me names.
     
    One night she came to me with a plan. fl know where my mom keeps her jewellery - let's take it an"
    run. We can stay with my dad anA his girlfriend in LA."
     
    "You mean steal her stuff?"
    I said, sounding like jerk of the year.
     
    "No, we'll ask her for it,"
    Betty said with her best sneer.
    "What d"
    you think I mean, dummy?"
     
    Avis had been good to me, but then I'd been good to her, too.
     
    On the other hand Betty offered excitement and adventure. She wns young, pretty and totally wild. I had nothing to lose and a shitload of adventure to gain.
     
    So we grabbed all of Avis's jewellery from the safe deposit box she kept under her bed, and took off for California.
     
    I was finally on my way to Hollywood.
     
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Chapter Nine
    ^^t^^Jfl JOEY PROWLED restlessly around the hotel. He'd ^^^P^P&taA explored the town, checked out the beach and now he was bored. Two weeks"
    location and only three days"
    work spread out over fourteen days - he'd go crazy if he didn't think of something to keep him occupied.
     
    He considered visiting the set - they were shooting at a beachside restaurant. But hanging around sets when not working was hardly smart, besides, it was boring.
     
    Yesterday he'd finally gone to the wardrobe trailer - manned by Eric, a gay guy with a muscular body and white crew-cut, and Trinee, a young Hispanic girl with glossy jet hair hanging below her waist. They'd fitted him in a black silk T-shirt, and a white Armani suit. He got off on the look, it was straight out of GQ
    Now - since he had nothing else to do - he decided to return to the trailer. He left the hotel and slowly strolled over.
     
    Trinee was the only one there. She was busy organizing racks of clothes, while quietly humming a Gloria Estefan song under her breath.
     
    Joey leaned against the door watching her for a few seconds.
    "Where's Eric?"
    he asked, like he cared.
     
    She barely glanced up.
    "On the set with Kyle Carson."
     
    "How come you're not there?"
     
    T'm in charge of the trailer today,"
    she replied, a touch pleased with herself.
     
    Joey took a closer look. She was very pretty with bold eyes, a
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    crushed rosebud mouth, and small inviting breasts. Unfortunately she was short, and diminutive girls failed to turn him on.
     
    "Can I try on my stuff again?"
    he asked.
     
    "Everything fit, didn't it?"
     
    "Putting on the clothes helps me get in character."
     
    "OK,"
    she said, reaching along the rack for a hanger with a cardboard tag bearing his name. He noticed she had a small pearl ring on her engagement finger - which probably accounted for the fact she wasn't falling all over him.
     
    "I see you're engaged,"
    he remarked.
     
    A pleased smile spread across her pretty face.
    "Two weeks,"
    she said proudly, holding up her ring hand and waving it in his face.
     
    "I'm engaged, too,"
    he lied, deciding that it wasn't a bad idea to pretend he was. Trinee would spread the word and it would give him more substance - plus it would keep the women on the movie at bay. He had a rule he tried to keep - never fuck where you work.
     
    "Really?"
    Trinee said, cheering up considerably.
    "My fiance is a boxer. What does yours do?"
     
    Joey considered his reply. He wanted to make himself look good - no models or actresses need apply.
    "A lawyer,"
    he said at last.
    "She's the youngest lawyer at her firm."
     
    "Wow!"
    Trinee responded.
    "Cool!"
     
    "Very,"
    Joey agreed.
     
    He tried on his outfit again.
     
    "You look hot,"
    Trinee said admiringly.
     
    He stared at himself in the full-length mirror,