Keeping Faith, Part 15
©2005 -Vertigo-
Faith slumped into the back seat of the car. Ted glanced at her in the rear view mirror and frowned. "Are you okay, Miss Faith?"
"Quit calling me Miss Faith, Mr. Williams."
Ted chuckled, "You know she would kill me. She insists I address you with respect."
Faith frowned. "Yeah, well, she isn't here."
The driver grinned, glad Reece wasn't there to glare at him every time he blew through a yellow light. "Why so sad? You should be excited."
"I am excited, trust me." Faith replied flatly.
Ted shook his head, knowing when to quit.
Faith sat in silence the rest of the way, thinking a myriad of things. Is Reece sleeping? Is she even home? Will she even be there later? When is mom leaving? When will dad start speaking to me again? What is Alicia Alvarez really like? How does she kiss? Are her lips dry? How will Reece react when the sex scenes arrive? How will I feel when I kiss Alicia? What if I get hot?
"We're here Miss Faith."
Faith blinked a few times before realizing they stopped. "Oh, thanks. I don't know how long I'll be."
"That's alright, I'll be around when you're ready."
Faith stood in front of the building with excitement and trepidation. Well, here goes nothing.
Faith's sharp nails bit painfully into Reece's overheated flesh as she pumped into her. The actress's heels dug into her lower back, pulling her deeper inside with every thrust. Reece sweat with the effort, grunting with every movement of her hips. Faith's mouth was open, little breathy sounds of pleasure escaping, driving Reece deeper into her sexual haze.
"Come for me, Faith."
"Oh, yes…" Faith breathed out.
Reece bit her bottom lip, hard, as she watched the extent of Faith's pleasure wash over her face. "Come on baby." She encouraged.
Faith dug into Reece harder, with her legs and nails, throwing her head back.
"That's it Faith…"
Faith groaned deeply. "Ohhhh, Alicia!"
Reece woke immediately, with a loud growl. "What the fuck kind of dream is that?" She asked the empty room. "Fuck!" Her head pounded. Is that what Faith is thinking? Sometimes, she won't open her eyes, even after I tell her to.
The quiet knock on the door made her pull the covers up over her sweaty body. "Yeah, Mrs. A, I'm up."
Marsha opened the door and looked in. "Oh dear, Theresa! Look at you! Did you have a nightmare?"
"Oh, yeah, a horrible one." Reece muttered, rubbing her red eyes.
"Would you like to talk about it?"
"No. Thanks for waking me, I gotta get ready."
The older woman watched Reece skeptically for a moment, then left. She needs Faith, not me.
It took forever for everyone to finally arrive. Faith looked around at all the people and couldn't help noticing that Alicia was constantly staring at her. Deciding to make the first move, Faith walked over to her and extended her hand and smiled warmly.
"Hi, I'm Faith Ashford."
Alicia scanned Faith up and down. "I know who you are."
Faith withdrew her hand, feeling stupid.
Alicia's expression of boredom never changed. "So, we have to roll around like two dogs in heat, huh? I sure hope you shower."
Faith's eyes widened in shock. "Excuse me?"
"You know, and brush your teeth."
Faith's mouth hung open. Why that little bitch!
"Yeah, I never kissed a girl before. I know you have, shit the world knows you're a big time lesbo. Frankly, I don't get it. Women hit on me all the time, I mean I know I'm hot, but really, don't go falling in love with me after one kiss. And don't think you're going to convert me, I like dick too much."
Faith finally found her voice. "Did anyone ever tell you, you're a bitch?"
Alicia studied her nails. "Yes."
Faith growled under her breath. "You have got to be kidding! I have no intentions of converting you. You're the one that better be careful because after one kiss from me, you'll be the one begging for more, and let me tell you something, you better shower too because believe it or not, you're shit does stink!" Faith walked away in an aggravated huff. Of all the stupid cocky snobs!
Reece downed two aspirin with her giant cup of coffee and by the time she got to the gym, her head had stopped throbbing. Still, she didn't feel like working out herself, but figured showing a few lame beginners the ropes wouldn't be too hard on her. The staff shirt she was given now sported cut off sleeves and bottom. She figured they wouldn't care as long as the word "staff" was still there. Checking in at the desk, she was told to wander around and ask clients if they were interested in a personal trainer.
Scanning the area, she spotted so many women and men using the equipment improperly, using too much weight, not enough weight, standing wrong, and so on. She sighed deeply. Never really watching anyone else before, she couldn't believe how stupid people were. Folding her arms over her chest, she wandered around, not knowing where to start.
She didn't have to wait long. As she was standing in the middle of the gym, a woman came to her. Reece looked at the young woman, maybe 20 or so and rolled her eyes. There wasn't an ounce of fat on her, and apparently the woman knew it by the clothes she was hardly wearing. She had a flat stomach, perfectly round ass, and great legs. It figures, I'd have to touch her. "You need some help?"
"I think so. My name is Jennifer, so you work here?"
Reece nodded. "Yeah. What do you need help with?"
"My legs, they're so fat!"
Reece's eyebrows jumped. Fat? Where the hell does she see fat?
The girl must have read her mind because she slapped her own inner thighs. "Here? Don't you see?"
"Oh, okay, so do you want to build muscle there?" Reece asked nervously.
Jennifer perked right up. "Sure! Can you do that?"
"For a fee, yeah."
"Okay, show me what to do!"
Reece sighed. She hoped the girl would do two squats and give up. She walked her into the weight room. "Okay, you need to stretch first, have you done that yet?"
Jennifer shook her head.
Reece pointed to a mat. "Lay down and pick up your leg." Reece took the girl's foot and began to stretch her leg. The girl was wearing a tiny sports bra and the mat must have been cold because her nipples hardened. Reece tried to look away, but couldn't. Shit. Not knowing what to do, the normally quiet Reece began to talk. "So, you'll have to stretch all the time before you work out so remember what I'm doing. Gimme the other leg." The club owner tried to think about anything but this girl's well shaped breasts, with what looked to be great nipples. "Have you ever done squats?"
"No, will you show me?"
Great. This is just great. I'm fucking horny for days, and now this.
Faith shook her head adamantly. "No, I won't do it. She's an obnoxious bitch!"
The director insisted. "You two have to get comfortable with each other, or nothing on screen will be believable. You don't have to sleep with her, just spend time with her."
"She's impossible!"
"So. I can't have that kind of tension between the two leading ladies."
Faith scowled. "Lunch, that's all I agree to."
"Fine." He waved Alicia over. "You two are going to sit over there and get to know each other, got it?"
Alicia grinned. "Haven't you been reading the tabloids? I know all I need to know about her."
"Just do it." The director walked away.
Faith narrowed her eyes. "Look, you are on my last nerve, and I really don't know how we're going to pull this off, but we have to, so shut up and let's go pretend to like each other."
Alicia shrugged. "I don't know about you, but I'm an actress and I can make anything work."
Faith threw her hands in the air. "Are you insinuating I'm not an actress? Fuck you!"
Alicia laughed. "You'd love that wouldn't you."
Faith nearly screamed. "I can't believe I even thought nice things about you! You are the worst!"
"You thought about me?"
"Yes, I did. I thought nasty, hot, sweaty, lesbian thoughts about you." Faith said with a smirk.
Alicia appeared sick. "Ew!"
"Naked, writhing, body's twisted, screaming thoughts." Faith nearly guffawed at Alicia's expression. "Now, don't you think it's time we got to know each other better?"
Alicia's eyes bugged out. "You're going to get all turned on kissing me! You have to do things with me, sexual things! Oh my god!"
Faith grinned extremely wide. "Yep. You up for it big mouth? I mean a lesbo like me is only after one thing, right?"
"Are you fucking with me, Faith?"
"Maybe. I suppose you'll just have to keep wondering what I'm thinking at every turn."
Reece was in hell. She wanted to scream. She barely had time to recover from touching Jennifer's inner thighs when another, even more attractive girl needed her assistance. Her libido already on high alert for days, she was very uncomfortable in her shorts. She wavered between horny and angry as her dream kept popping back into her head all day. Each time Faith called out Alicia's name, Reece went crazy inside, and usually when that happened, she'd focus on the girl she was training, and get hot and bothered. Then feel guilty, think about Faith, and the whole cycle started again. To top things off, her aspirin stopped working a long time ago and her head was throbbing again.
Irrationally, she wanted a piece of Alicia Alvarez. A tooth would be nice. She grinned ferally, imagining herself knocking out that tooth. Sure, she knew it wasn't Alicia's fault, but still, who could she hit? She had to hit somebody, if only in her fantasies. She'd gotten lucky no one was there to see her beat that boy. Reece was not at all ready to go to jail again, but it would feel so good to hurt someone right now. Having nowhere else to turn, she walked quickly to the heavy bag and let it all go.
Faith quickly tired of playing with Alicia and took a good look at her. Her skin was smooth and practically flawless, her lips full and sexy. Her dark hair pulled back into a loose ponytail, and her body was to die for. Faith could see what attracted her in the first place. Until she opened her cocky little mouth. Faith shook her head in disappointment. What a waste of good looks. As long as Alicia stuck to the lines, Faith figured it wouldn't be too hard to make the scenes believable. She hoped it to be true, because no matter how good looking she was, Alicia Alvarez was damned ugly.
"Why are you staring at me?"
Faith rolled her eyes. "Don't worry, I'm not fantasizing."
"Then why are you staring?"
"Tell me, why did you take this movie?" Faith wondered.
"The exposure. You lesbos are always drooling over me on those stupid web pages, and face it, homo's are a big deal nowadays."
"I see. But how did you think you'd be able to do these rather intense love scenes with another woman if you think it's so disgusting?"
"I said, I'm an actress, a damned good one. I'll imagine you have a big dick and hairy chest. You should be kissing my ass I'm in this little low budget film. I'll bring the audience that would never even dream of going to a homo movie."
Faith sat back in her chair. "Did anyone ever tell you what a pleasure it is talking to you?"
The dark haired actress snickered. "Look, you don't have to like me, but what I just said is true. I'll bring you exposure you'd never have had without me."
Faith frowned. She was right. "I don't know how you'll pretend I have a dick when you have to touch my tits." She said with a grin.
"I don't either, but I'm sure I'll think of something." She looked directly at Faith's chest. "Hmm, they're pretty big, I suppose I could pretend I'm sucking on a cantaloupe."
Faith sighed. This was going to be one hell of an experience. She no longer worried about kissing Alicia and getting hot, she now worried about getting nauseous.
Cori laughed into the phone. "She said what?"
Faith growled. "It's not funny! She asked me how I can live without a fat juicy dick. Can you even imagine?"
Cori laughed harder.
"Yeah, you laugh, I have to make out with this bitch, I have to suck her tongue without vomiting."
The dancer calmed down. "Aw, Babe relax. Just think, you used to want to make out with her."
"Yeah well, that's a faded memory."
"Besides that, how'd it go?"
"It went great, everyone is so great, we read through a few things as a group and it seems like we'll all do fine. Except for Alicia. All she can talk about is how hot she is."
Cori snickered. "You gotta admit, she is hot."
"I don't like her any more. You know, I used to worry about getting turned on when we interacted, now I worry I won't pull it off. Cor, there's a point where she's gotta lick my tit, it's like a split second on the screen, but that scene itself will probably be the worst torture for the both of us. Not that I care how bad it is for her."
Cori listened to Faith laugh evilly and grinned. Now that the hard stuff was over with, and Faith won't be getting hot for Alicia, a whole new can of worms opened up.
"Cor, with everything that's been going on today, I can't stop worrying about Reece. She was in a state this morning and I was pretty abrupt with her. I feel guilty all day."
"So, make it up to her tonight." Cori said in a teasing voice.
"Hmmm. You know, it's been a while, and she is cute when she's horny."
Then dancer giggled. "Faith's gonna get some, Faith's gonna get some."
"If she's not too angry with me. She's been so hard to handle lately."
"Oh, I'm sure you can handle anything she brings your way."
Faith smiled. "You bet. I gotta go, they're calling me back."
Reece was dying to get out of there. Women surrounded her, everywhere, wanting to touch her muscles, wanting her to touch theirs. Her head was exploding, her stomach was growling, and she was incredibly horny. She was sweaty and hot and wanted to leave. First she had to work out schedules for these women, all of them. Right now, she was angry and frustrated, but knew training these women would keep her damned busy while Faith was filming. She took out her planner from her duffle bag and began making appointments.
Finally out on the street, Reece took a deep breath and savored the fresh air. She took another breath and tried to center herself. First, she needed a shower, then, she needed food. She was in a very cranky mood, and people weren't on her list of things to deal with, but Faith's mom was in the house. She was frustrated on so many levels, and wasn't certain she could be civil to the older woman. Choosing her destination, the tall woman, headed towards the club, where she had a shower, and a change of clothes always waiting for her.
Faith returned home, ready to explode all the information she had to share. Finding the house empty was a relief and annoying at the same time. A relief, because her mother may have gone home, annoying because she had no one to tell the days events to. She wouldn't call Reece, she could be in the middle of training someone, and she didn't want to interfere. This wouldn't be a two minute phone call, she had a lot to say. She looked down and grinned. The house wasn't completely empty, Smudge was falling all over himself to say hello. She picked him up, and after what seemed like a million happy kisses, took him to the recliner and leaned back.
"Looks like you and me bud. Let me tell you what happened today with that bitch Alicia."
Reece felt a little more human after she cleaned up and ate. Still, she was really preoccupied with thoughts of Faith having sex with Alicia. It ate her the hell up. Faith was hers, and she didn't share well with others. Especially her wife. Reece knew she had to snap out of this dark mood, or someone was going to get hurt, but she couldn't. She just couldn't think about anything else. She decided to stay in her office, away from danger.