Chapter 27Bridget
Another f*****g s*x scene for this pointless f*****g horror flick, and of course, all I could think about was Thomas. I didn’t feel sexy, I didn’t feel beautiful, and I didn’t feel wanted. The director was pissed that I didn’t bring my muse with me, and all I wanted to do was kick him in his tiny little nutsack. I wanted to scream at him that I had been betrayed and that he could suck his s*x scene’s c**k in a seedy back room. I wanted to push my co-star off me and stomp back into the room and close myself off from the world before crying myself to sleep in a dark, dank corner.
But all I could do was muddle through the scene and force the director to settle.
He eventually had to alter the scene. Instead of a full-on s*x scene, there would just be the heated making out
