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oving into the other bedroom。
〃Okay；〃 Terraglio said as he saw them。 〃Keep the same setup。 We've got some fresh blood ing in。〃
〃Do you want me to change the sheets？〃 one of the crew asked。 〃What the fuck do you think we are； MGM？〃
Jill was clinging to Alan。 〃David； there are people here。〃
〃They'll leave；〃 Alan assured her。 〃Here。〃 He took out another pill and gave it to Jill。 He put the bottle of vodka to her lips； and she swallowed the pill。 From that point on； everything happened in a haze。 David was undressing her and saying forting things。 Then she was on the bed with him。 He moved his naked body close to her。 A bright light came on； blinding her。
〃Put this in your mouth；〃 he said； and it was David talking。
〃Oh； yes。〃 She stroked it lovingly and started to put it in her mouth and someone in the room said something that Jill could not hear； and David moved away so that Jill was forced to turn her face into the light and squint in the glare。 She felt herself being pushed down on her back and then David was inside her making love to her； and at the same time she had his penis in her mouth。 She loved him so much。 The lights bothered her and the talking in the background。 She wanted to tell David to stop them； but she was in an ecstasy of delirium； having orgasm after orgasm until she thought that her body would tear itself apart。 David loved her； not Cissy； and he had e back to her and they were married。 They were having such a wonderful honeymoon。 〃David。。。〃 she said。 She opened her eyes and the Mexican was on top of her； moving his tongue down her body。 She tried to ask him where David was； but she could not get the words out。 She closed her eyes while the man did delicious things to her body。 When Jill opened her eyes again； the man had somehow turned into a girl with long red hair and large bosoms trailing across Jill's belly。 Then the woman started doing something with her tongue and Jill closed her eyes and fell into unconsciousness。
The two men stood looking down at the figure on the bed。
〃She gonna be all right？〃 Terraglio asked。
〃Sure；〃 Alan said。
〃You really e up with 'em；〃 Terraglio said admiringly。 〃She's terrific。 Best looker yet。〃
〃My pleasure。〃 He held out his hand。
Terraglio pulled a thick wad of bills out of his pocket and peeled off two of them。 〃Here y'are。 Wanna drop by for a little Christmas dinner？ Stella'd love to see you。〃
〃Can't；〃 Alan said。 〃I'm spending Christmas with the wife and kids。 I'm catching the next plane out to Florida。〃
〃We're gonna have a hell of a picture here。〃 Terraglio nodded toward the unconscious girl。 〃What kind of billing should we give her ？〃 Alan grinned。 〃Why don't you use her real name？ It's Josephine Czinski。 When the picture plays in Odessa； it'll give all her friends a real kick。〃
They had lied。 Time was not a friend that healed all wounds； it was the enemy that ravaged and murdered youth。 The seasons came and went and each season brought a new crop of Product to Hollywood。 The petition hitchhiked and came on motorcycles and trains and planes。 They were all eighteen years old； as Jill had once been。 They were longlegged and lithe； with fresh； eager young faces and bright smiles that did not need caps。 And with each new crop that came in； Jill was one year older。
One day she looked in the mirror and it was 1964 and she had bee twenty…five years old。 At first； the experience of making the pornographic film had terrified her。 She had lived in dread that some casting director would learn about it and blackball her。 But as the weeks went by and then the months； Jill gradually forgot her fears。 But she had changed。 Each succeeding year had left its mark upon her； a patina of hardness； like the annual rings on a tree。 She began to hate all the people who would not give her a chance to act； the people who made promises they never kept。 She had embarked on an endless series of monotonous； thankless jobs。 She was a secretary and a receptionist and a short…order cook and a baby…sitter and a model and a waitress and a telephone operator and a salesgirl。 Just until she got The Call。 But The Call never came。 And Jill's bitterness grew。 She did occasional walk…ons and one…liners； but they never led to anything。 She looked in the mirror and received Time's message： Hurry。 Seeing her reflection was like looking back into layers of the past。 There were still traces of the fresh young girl who had e to Hollywood seven endless years ago。 But the fresh young girl had small wrinkles near the edges of her eyes and deeper lines that ran from the corners of her nose to her chin； warning signals of time fleeting and success ungrasped； the souvenirs of all the countless dreary little defeats。 Hurry； Jill； hurry！
And so it was that when Fred Kapper； an eighteen…yearold assistant director at Fox； told Jill he had a good part for her if she would go to bed with him； she decided it was time to say yes。 She met Fred Kapper at the studio during his lunch hour。
〃I only got half an hour；〃 he said。 〃Let me think where we can have some privacy。〃 He stood there a moment； frowning in deep thought； then brightened。 〃The dubbing room。 e on。〃 The dubbing room was a small； soundproof projection chamber where all the sound tracks were bined on one reel。 Fred Kapper looked around the bare room and said；
〃Shit！ They used to have a little couch in here。〃 He glanced at his watch。 〃We'll have to make do。 Get your clothes on； sweetheart。 The dubbing crew'll be back in twenty minutes。〃
Jill stared at him a moment； feeling like a whore； and she loathed him。 But she did not let it show。 She had tried it her way and had failed。 Now she was going to do it their way。 She took off her dress and pants。 Kapper did not bother undressing。 He merely opened his zipper and took out his tumescent penis。 He looked at Jill and grinned；
〃That's a beautiful ass。 Bend over。〃 Jill looked around for something to lean against。 In front of her was the laugh machine； a console on wheels； filled with laugh…track loops controlled by buttons on the outside。
〃e on； bend over。〃 Jill hesitated a moment； then leaned forward； propping herself up by her hands。 Kapper moved in back of her and Jill felt his fingers spreading her cheeks。 An instant later she felt the rip of his penis pressing against her anus。
〃Wait！〃 Jill said。 〃Not there！ I I can't 〃
〃Scream for me； baby！〃 and he plunged his organ inside her； ripping her with a terrible pain。 With each scream； he thrust deeper and harder。 She tried frantically to get away； but he was grabbing her hips； shoving himself in and out； holding her fast。 She was off balance now。 As she reached out to get leverage； her fingers touched the buttons of the laugh machine； and instantly the room was filled with maniacal laughter。 As Jill squirmed in a burning agony； her hands pounded the machine； and a woman tittered and a small crowd guffawed and a girl giggled and a hundred voices cackled and chuckled and roared at some obscene； secret joke。 The echoes bounced hysterically around the walls as Jill cried out with pain。 Suddenly she felt a series of quick shudders and a moment later the alien piece of flesh inside her was withdrawn； and slowly the laughter in the room died away。 Jill stayed still； her eyes shut； fighting the pain。 When finally she was able to straighten up and turn around； Fred Kapper was zipping up his fly。
〃You were sensational； sweetheart。 That screaming really turns me on。〃
And Jill wondered what kind of an animal he would be when he was nineteen。 He saw that she was bleeding。
〃Get yourself cleaned up and e over to Stage Twelve。 You start working this afternoon。〃
After that first experience； the rest was easy。 Jill began to work regularly at all the studios： Wamer Brothers； Paramount； MGM； Universal； Columbia； Fox。 Everywhere； in fact； except at Disney； where sex did not exist。
The role that Jill created in bed was a fantasy； and she acted it out with skill； preparing herself as though she were playing a part。 She read books on Oriental erotica and bought philters and stimulants from a sex shop on Santa Monica Boulevard。 She had a lotion that an airline stewardess brought her from the Orient； with the faintest touch of wintergreen in it。 She learned to massage her lovers slowly and sensuously。
〃Lie there and think about what I'm doing to your body；〃 she whispered。 She rubbed the lotion across the man's chest and down his stomach toward his groin； making gentle； circling motions。 〃Close your eyes and enjoy it。〃 Her fingers were as light as butterfly wings； moving down his body； caressing him。 When he began to have an erection； Jill would take his growing penis in her hand and softly stroke it； moving her tongue down between his legs until he was squirming with pleasure； then continuing down slowly； all the way to his toes。 Then Jill would turn him over； and it all began again。 When a man's organ was limp； she put the head of it just inside the lips of her vagina； and slowly drew him inside her； feeling it grow hard and stiff。 She taught the men the waterfall； and how to peak and stop just before an orgasm and then build again and peak again； so that when they finally came； it was an ecstatic ex