412. Rock star

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The rock star denied the charges.

Sophia was an aspiring model. Already she had appeared in a glossy advertisement that was posted in everyone’s mail. She was wearing a brushed cotton dressing gown. Sooo sexy. Her mother had cut out the advert and put it in a scrapbook.

And now the rock star was in town. Sophia was in the foyer of his very hotel. Here he comes! There were other women “hanging around”. Sophia struck up a pose. Kind of casual. Kind of sensual. A liaison with the rock star would enhance her career.

And sure enough. A message came to Sophia: Would she like to spend some time with the rock star in his room?

Fourteen hours later, Sophia reappeared. “I’m so hungry,” she gushed. “Just sooo hungry. The rock star made love to me six times.”

The waiting Press flashed their cameras. Sophia was famous! The modelling jobs couldn’t help but come in now. In fact, it was front page stuff.

Later that day the rock star issued a press statement:

“We didn’t make love; we had sex. And if memory serves me right, it was eight times not six.”

Sophie’s career was in tatters.

Gentle thoughts and expressions of astoundedness are both gratefully accepted.

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