Chapter Nine
Jill wasn’t good enough. Not at first. But she worked hard. And true to his word, Bobby had helped. And in return she visited his bed again and again. She became as adept at pleasing him as she did reeling off the dance steps he taught her.
And when the show opened, she blew ‘em away: “Raw energy more than compensates for lack of experience,” one reviewer wrote. “A dynamo with a future,” another paper expounded. And Jill’s favorite: “There’s a shark in the tank!”
The show sold out and word spread quickly. Producers were immediately scheming ways to turn the collaboration of Jill and Bobby into pay-dirt. Jill hired Benny to look out for her interests.
“Have you ever played Twice Lucky,” Jill asked Bobby.
“Never heard of it.”
“It’s just that it saves a lot of time, that’s
