Page 28 of Tied to Hope
Lea giggled, putting the tape down for a moment in order to grab her huge breasts. “I’m not fitting in your pocket with these babies.” She proudly looked down at her huge boobs. “Did you know they’re a ton of fun to play with?”
Brie rolled her eyes. “No, I wouldn’t know…”
Lea reached over and snatched her hand, placing it on her left breast. “Go ahead. I don’t mind.”
Brie looked at her hand, dwarfed by Lea’s large breast, and did the first thing that came to mind. Squeezing it, she said, “Honk!” and burst out in snorting laughter.
“That’s the best you can do?” Lea teased. “It’s okay, Stinky Cheese. If I had little boobies like yours, I wouldn’t know what to do with these babies, either.”
Brie looked down at her own breasts. “Girl, there is nothing little about my melons. Breastfeeding Hope has made them huge.”
Bouncing her boobs up and down with her hands, Lea said proudly, “But nothing can compare to mine.”
“True,” Brie giggled. “Youarethe biggest boob I know.”
Lea elbowed her with a twinkle in her eye. “You’re getting there, honey. Don’t worry. Someday, you’ll almost be as funny as me.”
After she finished wrapping and taping the cassette tape thoughtfully, she stared at it. “You know, Brie…”
She assumed Lea was going to say something about her films. “Yes?”
“I’ve got a joke for you.”
“Oh, lord…” Brie groaned with amusement.
“How many directors does it take to screw in a light bulb?”
Brie grinned. “I don’t know, Lea. How many directors does it take to screw in a light bulb?”
“Directors don’t screw in a light bulb, silly. They screw in a hot tub.”
Even though the joke was bad, Brie couldn’t stop laughing.
Lea just nodded in proud satisfaction. “After all these years, I’ve still got it.”
Brie shook her head as she pulled out another tote.
“So, Lea, Sir asked me to make a decision about which film to work on next. What do you think? Should I finish the second documentary or jump into the documentary about Alonzo Davis and his magical violin?”
Lea stopped wrapping the tape she was holding and looked up at Brie. “Naturally, I’d love to see my scene with Tono on the big screen, but you have to follow your heart, girlfriend.”
Her answer caused Brie to think back on all those incredible scenes she’d filmed for the follow-up documentary.
It would be a shame if the world didn’t get a chance to see the talent of Tono and his unique version of Kinbaku, Master Anderson’s hot bullwhip session with Boa or the incredible skills of Marquis Gray.
Damn… there were so many worthy scenes.
The moments she’d captured on film were like her babies and, if Brie did nothing, they would never see the light of day.
However, she did not relish the idea of working with Mr. Holloway again, and there was no way that she would allow him to delete the scene with Marquis Gray. This washerfilm, and she trusted her instincts. “I really don’t like Holloway, Lea, but I’m thinking it might be worth the fight if he can help get this second film out. At the very least, I’ll get a better handle on what’s happening with Mary. She’s been so closed-mouthed about what’s going on between them.”
“It can’t be good. I have been worried about that girl…” Lea stated. “Mary may be a bitch, but she’s our fucking bitch.”
Brie smiled, her heart full of compassion for Mary. “She’s been there for both of us when we needed her.”
Lea nodded, frowning slightly. “Yeah, if I had just listened to her…”
“Nope, we’re not going there.” Brie knew that Lea still blamed herself for not listening to Mary’s warning about Liam. Because of that, something terrible almost happened. Lea still held herself responsible for the attempted kidnapping of Brie and Hope.
