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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