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Something New – Part 34

something new coverLiat and Austin are sharing a few quiet moments after the interview. He would like to take things further, but she puts him off by saying her parents will be waiting for them soon. Austin finds the idea of her father knowing they’ve been intimate, a bit off putting.

Liat pulled the pillow away, laughing at him. “Daddy won’t kill you.”

“He’ll want to. Believe me. My first girlfriend’s father threatened me with a cleaver.”


“Thought I was having my way.”

“Were you?”

Austin chuckled, pouting saucily. “Yes. He had every right to threaten me. I was being very inappropriate.”

“Have you been—inappropriate a lot?”

He shrugged, shaking his head against the couch. “Let’s see. I’m thirty-two, been active—a good few years. Maybe ten girls in all that time? About that. Why?”

She wouldn’t answer. Austin touched her cheek.

“I’m not like him,” he told her. “I don’t run about sticking it to every woman I meet. No one night stands, no fly by night affairs. I can’t say I’ve always had the best sense where women are concerned. But I think my taste has improved considerably over the last three days or so.”

“You’re wickedly charming, you know. Virtually irresistible.”

He struggled to a sitting position. “Virtually, not completely?”

“Completely. I didn’t want to seem slutty.”


His lips brushed hers once more, before drifting down her throat. He nibbled her earlobe, licking behind it. His breath was hot, his tongue rough on her soft skin.

Liat shivered, leaning into him, her breasts pressing against his chest temptingly. Austin let his mouth drop to the curve of her shoulder as his hands slid up her sides. Long, lean fingers teased her breasts, not quite touching them. She shivered again as his mouth met hers. She knew she was letting it go too far, but she couldn’t seem to find the strength to tell him no. Even thinking about dinner with her parents didn’t sufficiently put the brakes on. Austin could kiss like no one else she’d ever met and it made her wonder, again, what sex with him would be like. She wanted to know, wanted to grasp his lean hips with both hands and clamp down tight.

“Someone’s at the door,” Austin gasped when he heard the latch click. “Fuck!”

Dwight stepped in carrying another suit and shirt. He stopped halfway through the door when he saw Austin and Liat. She was on her back on the couch. Austin lay partly on top of her, between her legs. Their clothing was on, but they were obviously well on their way to getting naked.

“Ooops,” Dwight said. “I am so sorry! I had no idea. You’re the first woman he’s had up here,” he babbled. “I’m so used to just coming in and out. I live across the hall. . . .”

Liat started laughing. “It’s okay, Dwight. We probably shouldn’t be doing this anyway.”

“But it’s such a smashing idea, we were anyway,” Austin concluded. “Until you showed up.”

“You now have an effective cock block,” Dwight replied, smugly. “Imagine me walking in and seeing your lovely ass in the air. See what that does for you.” He winked, hung the suit and shirt on the back of the door, and left.

Austin got up, helping Liat rise to a sitting position. “Hell! Dwight has the Devil’s own timing.”

She smoothed his hair. “Look at it this way. Us being together is a given.”

“What you’re saying is that eventually, at the appropriate point in time, when all the stars align properly, I can shag you?”

Liat giggled, nodding. “Yes, you goof. At the appropriate point in time, when all the stars align, you can shag me.”

“Yay!” He did a silly, happy dance.

She glance at the clock. “But right now, I need to dash home and get ready for dinner. Hair, makeup, all that girlie stuff.”

“I think you look gorgeous without all that girlie stuff. But if it makes you feel better, go for it.”

“Thank you. I’ll see you downstairs at eight.”

“I’ll be there. I’ll miss you.”

Taking her leave, she gave him a quick kiss and headed toward the elevator. He wanted to go with her, but she assured him she’d be fine. The door closed and she rode down to the parking garage.

Dwight heard Liat leave. He tapped on Austin’s door. His friend answered, smiling.

“Sorry about that. I didn’t know she was here.”

“Not a big deal. At least we weren’t naked. Bit soon for that anyway.”

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Something New – Part 32

something new coverFortunately for Austin, Liz isn’t out for blood at all. In fact, the interview goes very smoothly.

They parted and she calmed the audience down. The band played some jazzy music as they went on commercial break. When they came back, Liz grinned at the camera.

“I’ve got another wonderful guest to bring on. In fact, I have three and I’m going to bring them all on at once.” She turned to Austin. “You said when you got this job, it saved your life. I want you to meet these three young people who, because of your generosity, have grown and prospered. Please welcome Tricia, Shandra and Orlando.” She beckoned to the wings.

Three thin, nervous looking teenagers came on stage. They walked over to greet Liz, then stepped up on the dais to meet Austin and Liat. The two adults moved down, allowing the teenagers to sit closer to Liz.

“I know you’re confused,” Liz said. “I’m going to explain. Shortly after Austin took the part of The Magician, he asked the executives to put together a special fund to help students who were in dire circumstances. He purposely asked them to target teens who were in foster care and interested in theatre. A portion of his salary goes into this fund. The network liked the idea so much, they decided, unbeknownst to Austin, to match his money every month.

“They found three students who met the criteria and contacted the Department of Children and Families here in the city. Soon, word got out and several of our founding families heard about what Austin had done. They matched the amount, doubling it several times over. Now, the city facility has been upgraded and given a facelift. Kids like Tricia, Shandra and Orlando have an allowance that they can spend on clothing, books and educational materials. The money has also been used to open two new food distribution centers for families at risk.

“The program is expanding and targeting more students in the tri-county area. Other businesses and organizations are matching funds with any of their employees who wish to contribute. The Magician Fund, as it’s been dubbed, has already helped fifteen students and fifty families. My three young guests are here to give you something, Austin.” She nodded at the teenagers.

The blonde girl, introduced as Tricia, acted as spokesperson. The three of them stood, walking forward. Austin and Liz joined them. A line had formed at the base of the stage. There were more children as well as a few adults, lined up. They marched on stage and formed sort of a phalanx of people, standing at an angle to the audience.

Music started to play and the group sang God Save the Queen followed by The Star Spangled Banner. When they finished singing, they filed past Austin, presenting him with cards, drawings and photographs as the theme from The Magician played. When it got to the last three, Tricia, Shandra and Orlando came over once again.

“Thanks to your generosity,” Shandra said. “Our school was able to keep the theatre teacher instead of letting her go. She was able to get the money to put on a show and we’d really like you and your friend to come opening night.” She handed Austin an invitation and two tickets.

“I would be delighted. Liat?”

“Wouldn’t miss it.” She wiped a tear.

“Thank you,” Austin said. “You’re all bloody marvelous,” he said to the children and the group who had sung for him. “I don’t know what to say. Thank you hardly seems adequate.”

Shandra hugged him. Tricia joined her. Orlando couldn’t resist and added his scrawny arms on the other side. Austin was in tears. He’d never felt so loved. Liat sensed that he was overwhelmed and stepped forward, asking for hugs from the children too. The stage manager escorted them off the stage and the audience gave them a standing ovation as well.

Soon after, the show ended. Liz gave them each a big hug and they all said goodbye. When the cameras and lights were off, the audience filed out. Liz led them to the wings.

“Thank you,” she said to Austin. “You’re my personal hero.”

“Never been anyone’s hero before. I didn’t do it for the notoriety.”

“I know, but it’s worth drawing attention to. The more people who know about it, the more who will contribute. Everyone at the network has contributed, whether a little or a lot, they’ve all chipped in.”

“Thank you, too, Liz,” Austin said. “I was terrified when they told me I’d be on here today. I thought you were going to rip into me.”

“I only do that to people who deserve it. Made ya cry, though,” she teased, pointing at him.

“You did. But in the best way possible.”

They said their goodbyes and parted. Liat and Austin met up with her parents and Dwight back in the green room. They exchanged hugs and kisses before going back to the car. Stu opened the door proudly, ushering them all in.

“Watched the whole show,” he pointed to the limo’s television. “Good job, Austin! Where to?”

They all looked at Austin.

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Something New – Part 31

something new coverAustin arrives for his first interview. As he walks on stage, someone throws her panties at him, which he manages to dodge. He’s somewhat taken aback by the enthusiastic greeting he gets from the audience.

The audience erupted again. Fortunately, no more panties flew on the stage.

“I think the question burning on everyone’s lips—is this: Is that really your bum or a very buff body double?”

Austin sat down again, smirking saucily. “I don’t like to brag, Liz. But I do think it’s well known that I perform all my own—stunts.” He winked wickedly, smoothing his tie.

“I don’t suppose we could convince you to give us a peek?”

“I would, love, but I’m afraid it would cause a riot.”

“So, tell us about all this Irving business. What really happened?”

“Honestly, I don’t know. I thought we got along well, but our styles didn’t mesh. I regret what’s happened. But things don’t always work out as we’d wish.”

“I hear that you’ll be taking the director’s chair soon and that you wrote some of the episodes?”

“Yes, to both. Actually, my assistant, Dwight Wales and another gentleman, Paul Shrove, co-wrote the episodes. They’ll both be assisting when I direct.”

“What direction do you see the show going?”

“We’re hoping to try a few new things. We’ve decided to keep the same companion for a bit. We’ve just hired a lovely young lady who will be playing Morgana, The Magician’s latest. She’s from his home world, so they get along splendidly. The actress is such a good fit, we decided to keep her.”

“And she’s here today,” Liz said grandly. “Everyone please welcome Liat Fogleberg, Morgana!” She stood, clapping.

Austin smiled and stood. He stepped forward to help Liat up the rise to the platform and waited until she’d seated herself before sitting down.

“A little bird tells me that you two are an item,” Liz said. “Do tell!”

Liat glanced at Austin, smiling shyly. “Not exactly—yet. We’re giving it some thought.”

“Is he as yummy as The Magician?” Liz leaned forward excitedly.

“I’ve only ever kissed her,” Austin admitted. “I’m nothing like The Magician. He’s a horny old sod.” He blushed. “Can I say that on television?”

Liz laughed. “You just did! Is this relationship what prompted you to ask Liat to stick around?”

“Not entirely. She and I work well together and are really in sync. Her character also clicked with mine. Besides, I’m tired of getting used to new people every few weeks. It’s far better for the show to have someone more permanent with whom I can build a rapport.”

“We’ve taken the liberty of putting together a few clips from the show.” Liz directed their attention to a large screen.

They started with part of the first season’s gag reel, then started a montage of Austin’s ass shots. The audience went wild. More panties flew onto the stage and Austin dearly hoped that they weren’t recently worn, but suspected some may have been. Hiding his face behind his hand, he shook his head. Liat squeezed his fingers. They ended the clip with the dance he and Liat had done a couple days ago. The lights came up to more cheering and whistling.

“Thank you for that humiliation,” Austin said dryly. “Forty years from now, when I’m old and gray, there will be, preserved for posterity, my posterior.”

“Is it true you were living on the street before you got this job?” Liz asked unexpectedly.

Austin had anticipated this question, so he didn’t let his feelings show. He didn’t like talking about his former life.

“My early years weren’t easy,” he replied quietly. “My parents died when I was little. My father was drunk and ran them off the road into a tree. I was with the sitter at the time. I went into foster care and I left when I was fifteen, struck out on my own, and eventually ended up living in a hovel. The term starving artist would apply.”

Liz nodded, her eyes holding a multitude of emotions.

“So, when people make a fuss, toss their panties at me and cheer at the sight of my bum, I can’t help thinking how lucky I am. This is a dream job, so far separated from reality—Nothing about it is remotely real. This job, this arrogant, self-centered, butt wielding character with a saucy smile and great hair, saved my life.”

The audience was quiet for a moment before erupting into applause. They stood, clapping long and hard. Liz was so stunned, she didn’t even tell them to sit down for over two minutes. Liat clapped along with everyone else. She and Liz stood. The backstage crew came out of the wings and the band started playing The Magician’s theme song. Liz took him in her arms and kissed his cheek.

“Thank you,” she whispered. “Please stay through the next portion. I think you’ll like my next guest.”

“Thanks,” he replied, kissing her cheek.

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Something New – Part 30

something new coverAustin prepares for his first interview. Somewhat nervous, he’s glad to have Dwight appear with another shirt and tie. They both decide that they need serious intervention with their house keeping skills, since neither of them has any food to speak of.

“We can put in a grocery order when we get back. I don’t think you’re going to want to go to the store in the middle of all this.”

Dwight walked in with two thermal coffee mugs. He set one on the bedside table and flopped on the end. Austin tucked in his shirt and slid the tie around his neck.

“Here, let me,” Dwight said. “I’ve found the most amazing way to do up a tie. Bold, daring, simply gorgeous.” He stood behind Austin, talking as his fingers flew. When he was done, Austin’s tie formed a beautiful three point knot. “The trinity,” Dwight said proudly. “I’m working on the Eldridge, but it’s a lot trickier on someone else.”

“That’s gorgeous!” Austin leaned forward, examining the knot in the mirror. “You’ll show me?”

“I imagine it will become all the rage now. The Magician sports a new knot, nerds go wild.”

“We could invent our own and call it The Magician. Copyright it. Make a mint.”

Dwight chuckled. “You already make a mint.”

“Later, for when we’re old and want to retire.”

His assistant eyed him strangely. “Do you see us still being friends when we’re old?”

“Of course, don’t you?”

Dwight smiled, tears forming in his eyes. “Yes. But it’s good to know you do too.”

Tears formed in Austin’s eyes too. “You’re my best friend,” he said softly. “More like my brother, really. You take care of me and I try not to be too needy. Even if we didn’t work together, you’d be my friend because you’re splendid.”

“That’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me. You’re my best friend too.”

He straightened Austin’s collar, smiling. His phone beeped. “That’s Stu. Come along. Her Majesty awaits.”

“I’d rather speak to the Queen. I don’t feel as if she’d be trying to verbally flail me.”

Dwight clapped him on the shoulder. “Liat will be there. You’ll be fine.”

The ride to the studio was spent in anxious silence. Austin reviewed the notes in his head. When they arrived, Dwight left him in the capable hands of the hair and makeup people. At least he was used to that process. It went quickly, though he was annoyed that the hair stylist made his hair look even more outrageous than Bunny did. He met up with Liat, her parents and Dwight in the green room.

“You look beautiful!” he complimented Liat, giving her a tiny, careful kiss on the cheek.

She was dressed in dark red which looked outstanding with her dark hair and eyes. An intricate ruby necklace filled the area between her neck and cleavage. Her dress was lower than he’d ever seen and he had to force himself not to stare. She had magnificent breasts, soft skinned and creamy, perfect orbs. Only the fact her parents were in the room kept him from openly ogling her.

An assistant of some kind came in. He sat on the edge of his chair, leaning toward Liat and Austin. “Lizzie will introduce you both. Walk out, shake hands, kisses are optional, but encouraged. Or cheek bumps,” he said, glancing at Liat. “We’ve set aside twenty minutes, but if she likes you, she’ll invite you to stay when she brings on her next guest.”

They nodded, wide eyed.

“Are you two together?” He motioned to their hands.

Neither of them realized they’d entwined their fingers until he pointed it out. Austin kissed the back of Liat’s hand, holding it casually. That had been covered in the briefing.

“Considering it,” he said with a smile. “A woman this beautiful is worth getting to know, don’t you think?”

The assistant flashed a genuine smile. “Yes, I do. We’ll call places in five,” he said before leaving.

They were called backstage a few minutes later. Liz finished talking about the day’s weather with her co-host and began the introduction. She mentioned Irving, her tone somewhat derisive, though she didn’t say anything negative about him.

“We have a special treat today,” she announced to her studio audience. “Straight from outer space, back from an interstellar jaunt, we have Austin Templeton, better known as The Magician!” She started clapping.

The stage manager ushered Austin onto the stage. He stopped on his mark, waving to the audience. Women leaped from their chairs, waving and screaming at him. Out of nowhere, a pair of pink, lace panties flew through the air, landing at his feet. Austin glanced down before searching the audience with his hands over his eyes.

“Not sure which of you lovely ladies threw those, but thank you. Not my color, though.” He stepped delicately over the panties and walked over to Liz, taking her hand. He raised it to his lips, kissing it seductively. His green eyes twinkled in the stage lights. “Hallo, love. Delighted to be here.”

Momentarily speechless, she showed him to a seat. She didn’t speak for another few seconds. Austin adjusted his tie and cuffs, looking around.

“Have I something on my face?” He walked over to the nearest camera, mugging at the lens as if checking his face for smudges.

Liz laughed. “I apologize. You’re just so—cute.”

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Something New – Part 29

something new coverGordon gives Austin the rundown on his interviews and calls upon his butler, Samuel, to assist them in preparing for the first one, which is the following morning. Austin is somewhat upset when he finds out that the show’s host is generally out for the interviewee’s blood, and has a reputation for making them cry.

Hardly reassured, Austin had Dwight send the information to his e-mail so he could read it later. They talked more extensively about his upcoming interviews. Fortunately, Liz Oglethorpe was likely to be the worst.

Afternoon led to evening and they decided to stay for dinner. Samuel wasn’t the only servant. They had a full staff of cooks and maids to wait on them. Someone prepared a delicious meal and they all ate in a lavish dining room done with mirrors and red flocked wallpaper.

After their meal, Dwight and Austin left. Liat wanted to go with them, but she hadn’t seen either of her parents in several months. They demanded time to catch up. Fortunately, they gave Liat and Austin a few private moments to say goodnight. Samuel chatted with Dwight, giving him further tips on how to coach Austin.

“Been a busy few days,” Austin said, taking her hands.

“Ridiculously so. I imagine the rest of the week will be worse.”

“I’m terrified over tomorrow. Will you be there?”

“Yes, she wants to talk to us both.”

He sighed, rolling his eyes. “At least we’ll be together, that’s something.”

“Don’t worry.” She pulled him closer. “Give me a kiss.”

“Don’t have to ask me twice.”

His lips brushed hers, barely touching. Smiling, he let the tip of his tongue trace her mouth before kissing her deeply.

Liat sighed. How could he kiss her so well her knees went weak? And never quite the same way twice, with a singularity of focus that no other man had ever given her. She’d tried not to let her mind fall into the darker regions, but when he kissed her like this, it was impossible not to imagine making love to him.

Her father cleared his throat behind them. Austin let her go, giving her one last peck on the lips.

“See you tomorrow.”

“Bright and early.”

“Goodnight all.”

“It will be all right,” Elaine assured him. “Not to worry.”

“You’ll be great,” Gordon said.

Austin and Dwight descended to the lobby. Stu met them at the back door and took them home. He pulled up in an underground parking lot that Austin didn’t even know existed. There was an elevator that required a key. Dwight took one from his pocket, working the lock. The door slid open and they pushed the button for their floor.

“Why don’t I know about this?”

“You don’t have a car. I pay extra every month so I can park inside. With the odd hours we keep, it’s handy.”

“I’m absolutely terrified about tomorrow,” Austin admitted as they walked to their apartments. “Do you think she’ll attack me?”

“Doubtful, not with Liat there. However, be prepared for her to know all about your background. She could get personal.”

“I’m not ashamed that I lived on the street. Not like I did anything illegal. I was poor. Sadly, some people consider that a crime.”

“It’s not a crime,” Dwight assured him. “But that anyone has to resort to it, is criminal. I’ll be by to check on you. Set your alarm for six. Wear this suit and I’ll bring a different shirt and tie.”

Austin clapped his hand on Dwight’s shoulder. “Thank you. For everything. I hope you’re well paid for doing your job, because you’re bloody good.”

“Thanks. I am. It’s nice to be appreciated.”

After resetting his alarm, Austin got ready for bed. He didn’t think he’d sleep right away, but surprised himself. Less than ten minutes later, he was asleep.

The alarm jarred Austin awake and he rolled out of bed feeling slightly hung over. Aside from a glass of champagne with lunch and one of wine at dinner, he hadn’t had any alcohol. He set up coffee and bathed while it brewed. He heard the door open and shut.

“Shirt and tie are on the bed,” Dwight called. “Can I snag a cup?”

“Help yourself, I made extra for you.”

“Thanks, you’re a life saver. I may be perfection on a platter for you, but I muck up my own life. I need groceries.”

“That represents the last of my coffee. I suppose I’ll have to get more.”

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Something New – Part 28

something new coverAustin isn’t quite sure what to think when he meets Liat’s father. Gordon is unlike anyone he’s ever met before. A commanding presence, he does come across as larger than life. Austin scores points when he recognizes Gordon from his Royal Shakespeare days back in the 1970s.

“Gordon. Or God, your choice.” He winked. “You,” he pointed at Dwight. “Can you type?”

“Hundred words a minute.” He wiggled his fingers rapidly.

“Excellent. Sam-u-el!”

“You bellowed, God?” The older man appeared once more, hands folded in front of him.

“Have we anything to type upon?”

“Only a top of the line laptop in your office, sir. Shall I fetch it for you, dah-ling?”

“Bastard,” Gordon chuckled. “Please. And we could use your help, old thing.”

“Already on it,” the older man said. “One moment.”

He scurried off and came back with a very fancy laptop that looked as if it had been custom built. He handed it to Dwight. They got it up and running seconds later. Samuel showed him the word processing program and settled back with his feet up.

“Designed that program myself. It does everything but wipe your bum. I’ll send you a copy. It’s the only way to keep his nibs on time.” He pointed to Gordon.

“Are you the butler?” Dwight asked.

“Sometimes. I think the last one quit, he hasn’t been in for several days. So I fill in. I’ll hire someone next week.” He shrugged. “Now, what can we do for you, Gordy?”

“Interview prep.”

The old man nodded, steepling his fingers. He started dictating to Dwight, who kept up remarkably well. They became so engrossed in their conversation, they ignored everyone else. The others moved closer together, leaving them to work. Austin couldn’t help overhearing things, but he chose to ignore most of the running commentary, trying to concentrate on Liat and her parents.

“Can’t show his bare bum on network TV,” Samuel muttered. “Best he keeps his pants on.”

“Excuse me?” Austin stood. “I’m not taking down my trousers to please the public. If they want to see my arse, they can watch the program!”

“Of course not,” Dwight said. “We just wanted your attention.”

“Why didn’t you just say Hey, Austin?”

“Where’s the fun in that?” Samuel asked, smirking.

“You’re as bad as he is,” Austin pointed from Dwight to Samuel. “Evil. Both of you.”

“That’s why I work for God,” Samuel replied. “Because I’m Satan. Samuel Alan Thomas Aquinas Nichols.”

“Who names their child like that?” Austin asked.

“Rich, bored people with too many people they have to please. To be fair, I added Thomas Aquinas when I took my Confirmation name.”

“I’ve crossed over,” Austin decided. “I’m in Limbo or Purgatory waiting to be judged. I’ve God on one hand and Satan on the other. What am I supposed to do on these talk shows? Other than baring my bum, which isn’t happening.”

After scrolling to the beginning, Dwight handed him the laptop. Austin started reading. Samuel brought tea and Austin was still reading. He went through it several times to be sure he had it. Since he wasn’t simply repeating lines, but would be using the information to extemporize, he wanted to be sure he had the details straight.

“When is my first appearance?”

“Tomorrow morning at seven. City Today,” Dwight replied. “Babs texted me the entire list.”

“What’s City Today?”

“You don’t watch the highest rated, most enjoyed morning chat show on TV?” God asked, offended. “It’s the program that made the network famous. Used to be Stella Wienstein, but she got a bit too long in the tooth—”

“She died, I think you’ll find,” Elaine said. “Now, it’s Liz something.”.

“Her name is really Liz Something? Or you’ve forgotten?” Austin teased.

“Liz Oglethorpe,” Elaine snipped, laughing.

“She’s a barracuda in Prada,” Dwight said. “Bony bitch with too many teeth.” He mimicked an overbite.

Austin’s eyes grew wide and he paled. “Is she out for my blood?”

“Probably not,” Gordon assured him.

“Probably? I’m so dead.” He blanched, wilting slightly.

“You’re on the same network. I sign her paychecks. I very much doubt she’ll be too brutal,” Gordon said, smiling brightly.

“She likes to make people cry,” Liat warned. “That’s her thing.”

“I suppose it’s too late to back out,” Austin said.

“It would make you look childish and cowardly,” Samuel said. “Suck it up, son. You’ve got the balls—or should I say the bum, to take on that bony bitch.”

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Something New – Part 27

something new coverAfter a successful interview, Elaine takes Austin, Liat and Dwight to lunch at Sarducci’s restaurant. While there, they are summoned to the presence, the GOD of broadcasting, Gordon Vogal, Liat’s father, and owner of the network, wants to see them.

He took a seat beside Elaine, his arm around her shoulders. Liat sat next to Austin, gripping his hand.

“You’ve been busy. Mummy tells me you’ve been masquerading as a Fogleberg.” He tipped his head, narrowing his eyes, but his smirk gave him away.

“Are you mad?”

“Why ever for? You got the part, didn’t you, all on your own merits.”


“Then why would I be mad? What’s all this crap that’s been going on with my network in my city? What’s that annoying pimple of a man doing now?”

“He doesn’t mean me, does he?” Austin whispered to Liat.

“No, silly. Irving,” she replied.

“He’s saying Austin insulted him and called him names in public,” Elaine explained.

“Did you?” he directed at Austin.

“No, sir. Unless he’s a mind reader.”

“Mind reading,” Gordon waved it away, making a rude noise. “Very hard to prove in court. What did you do to make Irving so angry?”

“I took Liat to my trailer.” He held up a hand before her father could comment. “I’ll rephrase that. Pervy Irv was bothering Liat. Rather than see her karate chop his flabby arse, I took her with me to my trailer. We ate dinner, studied our lines and she went home. He didn’t like that I showed him up.” He shrugged.

“That’s it?”

“I called him sir in a snarky tone and did my best to follow his obtuse directions.”

Gordon burst out laughing. His blue eyes twinkled merrily. The tea arrived and Elaine poured, passing the sugar and cream after. Once they served themselves, they went back to their conversation.

“After inappropriate snarkiness, what did you do?” Gordon asked.

Austin thought a moment. “Said my lines, hit my marks and nailed the scene.”

“Why is the gimpy cretin saying that Austin called him names? Did you call him names?”

Austin shook his head.

“Why’s he saying that?” Gordon persisted.

“I flirted with Liat in front of him.”

“Did you kiss her?”

“Later. It was scripted,” he hurried to explain. “Pants on, I swear.”

“Yes, of course.” Gordon couldn’t keep a straight face. He understood the young man’s distress, but he wasn’t angry, simply confused. “Then what’s he banging on about?”

“No idea.”

“Then this is all just stupid, isn’t it?”

“Yes, sir.”

Gordon leaned back, running his hand through his hair. “There are people starving in this city and he’s trying to raise a stink over something that never happened?”

“Precisely my point, sir.”

“Are you sleeping with my daughter?” Gordon shot at him unexpectedly.

“No, sir. I’m not.”

“But you’d like to.”

“Don’t make me answer that one, please. I’m thirty-two, single and she’s gorgeous.”

Gordon laughed, nodding. “The same thing I said about her mother thirty-six years ago when I met her. Have you had lunch?”

“Yes,” Elaine replied.

“Good. Did we have anything else to discuss to resolve this nonsense?”

“We’re opting to let it blow over. Babs is setting up interviews and arranging his schedule with Dwight and Sandy.”

“Everyone wants you, kid. How does that make you feel?”

“Terrified. It’s like being the tenderest steak in the shop. Everyone wants to grill you and have a bite.”

“Couldn’t have put it better myself. We’ll get you ready, no fear. I hear you’re some sort of genius at memorizing.”

Austin didn’t bother to ask how he knew. God knew everything. “Yes, sir.”

© 2015 Dellani Oakes

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Something New – Part 33

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My apologies. This is what happens when I post things late at night. I got this all out of sequence. The correct post should have been Part #24, which I will now post for you. Look for Part #33 at its correctly scheduled date, September 30, 2015.

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Introducing Something New!

Normally, I ask my friends and fans for input for my next shared book, but I felt so compelled to share Something New, I’ve simply decided to do it.

something new coverSomething New is a novel I wrote from June 25 to June 29, 2014. I got the idea and off it went. I love when stories arrive like that, all in a whirl. I dove in and let the tale embrace me. This one was especially fun and I hope I did the story justice.

Austin Templeton is a young British actor who looks enough like Matt Smith to engage the American Doctor Who fans. He’s been hired for a sci-fi adventure called The Magician. A quiet man, he is finding fame challenging. I absolutely fell in love with this character, and his female counterpart, which is one reason I think it was so easy to write. There is something so genuine and endearing about Austin. I also like his leading lady. She’s a lovely girl, who doesn’t seem all that impressed with Austin when they first meet. Fortunately, he wins her heart, as I hope he will win yours.

The story is set in a fictitious city of my own invention. I’ve never given it a name, but it’s somewhere Up North, though not in the Northeast. I have used this location in more than one of my novels and will probably never give it a proper name, though it’s become very real to me. I hope you enjoy Something New.

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Something New begins Wednesday June 10.

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Undercover Lover Part 1

As many of you know, I’ve been sharing my shorter works here on my blog in serial form. I took a vote of several loyal fans on Facebook and the majority vote went to “Undercover Lover”.

Saige Ingalls works in an architectural firm. She’s the personal assistant to their top man, Malcolm Brody. Tall, blond and dashingly handsome, Brody is a threat to Saige’s fiance, Ben. When things fall apart, will Brody be the one to pick up the pieces? Or is there an undercover lover waiting in the wings?

 Saige Ingalls slammed the door behind her, tears of anger and frustration making black rivers out of her mascara. Her head ached from crying, her throat sore after all the shouting. Her strawberry blonde hair was a mess, her green eyes bloodshot.

“Stupid, selfish, inconsiderate, insufferable PRICK!” She screamed, kicking the heavy wooden door. “I hate you!”

“Good!” Ben’s deep voice bellowed from inside. The door flew open and he stood there with a huge armful of her things. “Forgot something.” He said with a nasty smirk. “The rest is waiting for you out front.”

“What? What are you doing? Benjamin Watson!”

“Don’t get that tone with me, Saige. You don’t control me anymore.”


“Not according to my mother.”

“I hate you!”

He dropped her clothing on the floor. The door slammed in her face.

“Hey! Why am I the one having to leave? Ben? Ben!”

She beat on the door as their neighbors stuck their heads out of their apartments, curious about the noise.

“Mind your own business! Nosy busybodies.”

Her neighbors weren’t really all that bad, she was just angry. Wondering where she was going to go, she hurried down the steps to find her belongings falling from the sky onto the pavement. Several of her neighbors were gathering them into neat piles by the building.

“Here, love,” her downstairs neighbor Mrs. Cross said. “I got all I could til me back gave out. But Maude and Sally are still at it. The boys will load it up.” She waved to three young men across the street.

“Oi, lads, Saige needs your help.”

“One moment, Gran,” the tallest said, grinding out a cigarette. “What’s up?”

They dashed across the street, grinning down at Saige.

“Ben and I had an argument. I guess I’m leaving.” She started crying again, sobbing and hiccuping noisily.

“Oh, love,” Mrs. Cross held her and let her cry. “It will work out somehow.”

“I don’t know. I just don’t know anymore. He’s so distant, so changed.”

“Boys, help get her things, eh? She needs a good hot cuppa. Come on then, love.” She led Saige into her apartment.

As she puttered around her kitchen, Mrs. Cross chatted about this and that, keeping conversation light and general. She set a cup of aromatic tea in front of Saige and offered her cookies.

“What was it about this time? I heard it start, but I didn’t ever figure out what he was upset about.” She said quietly.

“That’s the problem with living in an apartment,” Saige took a sip of her tea. “Everyone knows everything that’s going on. He got angry over the food bill,” she said sadly. “I swear, I do

the best I can. I know I spent more this week, but it was for our anniversary. I was going to fix a nice meal at home. We can’t afford to eat out.”

Mrs. Cross nodded, sipping her own tea. “Still not got a job?”

“No. I’m working, but it makes him crazy that I’ve got a good job and he has nothing. He can’t even get on at McDonald’s. They tell him he’s too overqualified with a Master’s degree. I told him to lie on his next application, but he refuses to dumb it down.”

“It’s hard for a man to see his lady working to support him. Mind you, Mr. Cross was on disability for the last ten years, God rest him. It nearly killed him to see me working. But when you’ve bills to pay and not enough money coming in, you do what you have to.”

“He’s had a few consultation jobs, but none last over six months. The last one ended two weeks ago and he can’t find anything else. He’s so good at what he does, but most people use their own staff for computer security these days.”

“He can’t get anyone to hire him?”

“No. His years in the military don’t count as work experience most places. They want someone with documented experience.”

“I’m sorry, love. Have you a place to stay?”

Saige nodded, wiping her tears. “I’ll go to my mom’s.”

“You could stay here.”

“Thank you, but I can’t be this close to him. If I am, it will be a constant reminder and make him angry. It’s better if I’m far away across the river.”

“Whatever you think best, love. But call me every day.”

“I will. I promise.”

They hugged, both crying. Julia Cross had always been more like a grandmother than a neighbor.

“I’m going to miss you,” Saige said quietly.

“Me too, love.”