Free Body Parts (Rye & Claire 1) by Kit Crumb Page A

part of the business, and she had to retain as many
as possible. Most of them had no connections with the structured world,
no friends outside the industry. Most were estranged from their
families.
    Simms had followed up on
yesterday’s meeting, calling to make sure that Rosie had arrived on the
set to take care of their “Italian problem.” But Rosie had her own
plans.
    It was her practice to work
with the director and make sure that all scenes were scripted and shot
based on a storyboard. There was no gratuitous sex, only as much or as
little as the story demanded, or the director instructed.
    It was easy for the man to
get carried away while the woman was in a submissive position. During
almost every sexual encounter, the man experienced orgasm while the
woman didn’t. But Rosie knew that the men didn’t have it so easy either.
They were required to retain an erection through several takes,
surrounded by cameramen and lighting technicians.
    Director Erin Von Seagram
adjusted his headset. “Camera two zoom out and get a wide shot of Clovis
undressing, we’ll use it for B-roll later.”
    As director, he took it upon
himself to keep track of personality conflicts that might interrupt the
production. Shading his eyes, he scanned the sky. “Not a cloud in sight,
perfect day for the outdoor shots,” he said. Occasionally, the actors
didn’t want to follow the script and sometimes their suggestions were
better, and he incorporated them into the scene.
    Looking at the roster for the upcoming scene, Von Seagram knew there was probably going to be a problem.
    Having just had a fight with
his wife, Michael Lambrosco would enter the apartment of his mistress
and they would then engage in vigorous sex. It was a simple scene. Von
Seagram had double-checked the camera angles the night before. That’s
when he noticed Michael would be the male lead, and decided to call the
owner of Lewd and Lascivious. She was usually around the set, but he
hadn’t seen her in a couple of days. When she didn’t answer her phone,
he left a message.
    He set up the cameras in
preparation for the potentially volatile scene. The woman would be on
all fours and Michael would enter her from behind.
    “Alright, listen up. Camera
one, camera two, this is to be a simple scene. Camera one, you’re
looking the woman in the face; two, you’re on the profile. The scene
will open with the mistress answering the door.”
    As Von Seagram readied for
the take, checking lighting and calling for quiet on the set, he quickly
glanced around for Rosie, but she was nowhere in sight.
    He picked up the loudhailer.“Quiet on the set…and…action!”
    Looking through the
viewfinder of the tracking lens that allowed him to see what the camera
was seeing, he watched Michael enter the set and undress. The woman
playing the part of the mistress was already nude and on the bed.
    Rosie stepped out of the shadows to stand next to the director.
    “I got your message,” she whispered in the director’s ear. “Is that him?”
    Von Seagram nodded.
    “Let me see the storyboard.”
    He reached over to the clipboard sitting on a stool, looking at it as he handed it to Rosie.
    “Calls for an all-fours,
plain and simple, no ad-libs. She knows that and so does he,” said Von
Seagram. He nodded toward the nude female on the set. “Most of the time I
like the guys to ad-lib, the girls know that and go along with whatever
the guy does. But not this time, not with this guy.”
    Rosie took a minute to scan
the various scenes on the storyboard. Looking up at the scene, the man
was just entering the young brunette.
    “Is that Michael?” Rosie said.
    “Yeah, that’s him, Michael Lambrosco. Thinks he’s a real stud.”
    Rosie watched as Michael worked like a jackhammer.
    “See what I mean? Not just
that he’s over the top but he’s messed up the scene. Look how he’s
grabbing her hair, that’s not called for.”
    He turned to