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A Walk On The Wildside by Amy-Lauren (sweet_kisses223@yahoo.com) Parts 1 2 NEXT Scene fades in (Just a typical day at the loft. A terrible storm is brewing outside. Jake, as usual, is sitting on the couch in jeans and a tee-shirt reading his newspaper. Greenlee comes out of the bedroom in a pair of tight denim capris and an ice blue halter.) Greenlee: Dammit, why does it always have to rain when I want to go out. Now I have to stay here with you. Jake (not looking up from his paper): Ooh, don’t sound so excited. (he looks up and sees how great Greenlee looks) Greenlee: What? What is it Jake? Is my lipstick smeared?! Jake (his concentration broken): What...no no Greenlee..it’s just that you look awesome. Greenlee (giving him a smile): Oh is that it? Well I’d thought by now you’d be used to me looking awesome Jake. Jake (sarcastic): Well you’re welcome Greenlee. (Greenlee gives him that ultra sultry look) Greenlee: So..you think I look awesome? Jake: Oh don’t go fishing for compliments Greenlee....you know you always look awe..(catches himself) (Greenlee senses he was going to say something) Greenlee: Well, I try...I mean I have to practice looking good for when I hit it big. (looks at the window again..her hopes fade) That is if this dam rain will ever stop! Jake: Calm down Greens..there are a lot of other things you can do around the loft. Greenlee: Yea..like what? Jake: Well, for starters you could try cleaning your side of the bathroom. Greenlee: What do you mean? It IS clean.. Jake: Haha, sure it is. Greenlee: Anything other suggestions? Jake: You COULD try reading the newspaper.... Greenlee: Oh...maybe I should try cleaning the bathroom.... (Jake smirks) Greenlee: Hey! I have a great idea! How about we play a game?! Jake: Greenlee, I’ve never been one for games and quite frankly I’m not in the mood. Greenlee: Oh Jake, you’re never in the mood..and besides it will be fun..I promise. Jake: Well what did you have in mind? Greenlee (thinking a bit): That’s it! I’ve got it! Why don’t we play “Tickle Your Fancy”? Jake (taken aback): Whoa whoa whoa...I don’t like the sound of that. Greenlee: O come on Jake. It’ll be fun. Jake: I..I..don’t think so Greenlee... Greenlee: Please, please, please Jake...I’ll be your best friend.. Jake: Yea, like THAT'S what I need. Greenlee: HUMPH! very funny. But come on..I mean what else is there to do...be adventurous for once..unless you just want to play it safe for the rest of your life and in that case I’ ll just leave you and Mr. Paper alone for the rest of the day. Jake: I just don’t think it would be a good idea Greens.. Greenlee: Jake, what’s the worst that could happen? I mean we actually enjoy the game...get turned on..go back to your bedroom...fool around a bit..maybe even have SEX...o yes..the dreaded S word...and then you fail miserably in giving me an orgasm..that’s not so bad... Jake: Wait one minute Greenlee! Who said...who said anything......who said I would be the one to disappoint?!?!?! Greenlee: Oh don’t take it to heart Jake. It’s just that it’s common knowledge that you haven’t done it in like what....50 years??? All I’m saying is that I wouldn’t be surprised if you’ve lost your touch when it comes to naughty nighttime pleasures... Jake: Oh so you think I’ve lost my touch do you? Well I bet I would be the best thing that ever came your way in bed since the invention of satin sheets! Greenlee: Well...you know..there is only one way to find out... Jake: HAH! Don’t get your hopes up Greens. Greenlee: So, if you’re as “bad” as you say you are, why not take the challenge and play the game? Jake (giving her a long look): Fine. Let’s do it! You’re on! Greenlee: Good. (extends her hand for him to shake) Be here, 10 minutes, or be square! Jake (taking her hand and shaking it. His thumb seductively gliding over her hand): You got a deal babes! Greenlee (looking happy): Great! Just give me ten minutes to get all the props ready. Jake: Props!?! What props? Greenlee (looking all too happy): Oh don’t worry, you’ll see! (Greenlee lets go of Jake’s hand and scurries off to the kitchen and to the bathroom to get the props. Jake is left sitting on the couch looking all too shocked at what he just committed himself to.) Scene fades out. |