By Tattcub - 2018-05-13 12:59
I just wanted to do the set up and see if anyone fancied commenting and had any suggestions about what, where and who next?
Have lost a bit of confidence with my writing and just want to see what you guys think.
I work for a guy named Saul Bennett. He’s sort of a modern-day porn maven. Lots of money, loads of girls and guys. No morals.
I work for him because I have no choice. (more on this later) I don’t think anyone here does except maybe the guy who does all his hocus pocus for him.
He’s one scary bastard. Here’s a story about one of the guys who got in his way. It wasn’t long after Saul had fired Mick Masterson, he had been a real top dollar star for Bennett till like all things Mick’s body had started to go south on him. Nothing major as the guy still had fans and his bod was still great just his age. That was Saul’s excuse anyway. I heard him say it was because he’d fallen in love with some guy, pretty bodybuilder type and Saul didn’t like split loyalties.
Anyway, on with the story…
James Fraser is or should I was an entertainment lawyer working out of west Hollywood. He was the guy who did contracts for studios big and small tying their actors up in red tape, so the studios got their monies worth. Except James was a rare type. He actually cared about his clients, so he had a specialisation that was more about helping the actors get out of their deals with the big sharks who own these studios. For example, his most recent case was against one Saul Bennett and his studio Priapus Pictures.
This guy came to James about a contract he had signed some time back with Priapus and wanted out. His partner had just died and he just didn’t have the heart to carry on in the industry any more. Bennett refused to cancel his contract even though the guy was happy to pay any penalty fee for doing so. So, the client came to James and asked for representation
“James, your 2-o clock is here.” Said his assistant Diane as James re-entered his office after his lunch with another client.
“Thanks Di. “said the 33-year lawyer smiling as he took his jacket off and threw it over the chair in the outer room. He was a good-looking man standing about 5 ft 9 tall. He had dark hair cut short on the back and side and had twinkling green eyes that always seemed ready to smile. His taut athletic body was a good swimmers build from many hours in the pool at his apartment building and light gym three times a week.
He was well liked by the entire company, always willing to help out and fight for any underdog cause that took his mind. He was a good man.
He opened the door to his office and went in to greet his client Manuel Cortez. Manny to his friends. Manny stood and shook hands with him.
“Hi James or is it Jim?” Said Manny smiling nervously as he stood to greet the lawyer.
“Please, please sit and it’s James.” Said the lawyer smiling.
“My dad was Jim or Big Jim as everyone called him.” Said James as he made himself comfortable at his desk and reached for the clients file.
Manny nodded in acknowledgement and said
” So, any news on my case?”
James looked at the last page on the file which contained a vitriolic letter from Bennett’s team about what Manny and James could do with their suit. It was pretty much a good luck and see you in court letter.
James explained this to Manny and the he just sat there and hung his head. When he raised it again to look at James he had tears in his eyes.
“I can’t do this James, not any more. The things that he gets us to do.” Said the crying man.
“It’s not that I think they’re disgusting, it’s not that at all. I’m a gay man and gay sex and experimentation is fine. I’m even fine with gay does straight. It all pays the bills doesn’t it and I like the sex. It’s none of that. It’s the fact we have no choice about what scenes we do. I’m pretty easy going and my partner used to just say go with the flow as we were both earning well out of it. Now he’s gone I just don’t feel it any more. “Manny wiped a tear from his eye as he talked.
“When I said he gives us no choice I meant it.” He paused for moment to catch his breath.
“When we’re on set something seems to come over the cast. No of us ever seem to argue with the directors on set. Ever. Something’s going on and it’s scaring the shit out of me. I don’t want to be there. Since Rico died It’s like veil was lifted from me. We were a great duo, did loads of pics together and we loved doing them. We never questioned Saul’s methods because times were good and if I’m honest we were pretty high most of the time too. Saul provided all those sweeties too. Said he had his own alchemist as he called his dealer I think.
I think there was more than dope and china in that mix because we all just toed the line you know ?” Finally stopping and taking a drink from his water glass. He looked over at James to see how he was reacting from his total honesty about this situation.
James sat there for a moment, gathering his thoughts.
“Are you saying that Bennett actually forced you all into sexual acts and drug taking ?” he said
“No, it’s not like that it’s more that he gave this stuff away for free and we didn’t even think to object to any of it.” Said Manny.
“It’s only now that I haven’t been on set in a couple of months that I am finally clear headed. There worst thing was I didn’t touch any of that shit to start with. I was so nervous in the beginning I could only drink water on set.” He finished.
“Look, Manny this could be a criminal case too if Bennett can be proven to be a dealer or that he is somehow forcing you all to work against your wills.”
He Stood up from his desk and closed the file.
“I think I should meet Mr Saul Bennett for myself and see what’s going on at Priapus Pictures.”
Manny stood too. “Look man, please be careful. This man is dangerous and has a lot of power in this town. I wouldn’t want anything to happen to you for getting involved.”
“Don’t worry about me Manny.” Said the lawyer reassuringly. “I’ve dealt with guys like this before. I have my own contacts in this town too.”
They shook hands and Manuel left the office. Turning and nodding his thanks before he closed the door.
James picked up his mobile and dialled his wife “Hi hun, really sorry I think I’m going to be late home tonight. Yeah….A new case…..Don’t worry I’ll send out for something. Okay…bye…Love you too."