PORNO KISSES

With his Indie Kid Boy Band looks and the innocent glint she'd had surgically implanted into her eyes, they were going all the way.

A massive house, no semi-detached crap, and not too far from their Mum and Dad's places; a load of nice motors, posh furniture, massive TV. Massive TV. All the way. And their faces would shine from the pages of Heat and Sun, stepping out of nice motors. Total fucking bling.

And they were on the way. Whilst still keeping it real mind, keeping it street, not that they'd be seen dead now talking to the people they knew before. And they would glow with pride when their folk's would call them 'The Posh and Becks' of the town.

She got herself an agent, and she was going all the way. She's going to have an audition for East Fucking Enders, that's what they say.

She's doing a cover of a Kylie song. Her agent says how 'we need to get right in there - hit them where it hurts, take no prisoners'. He starts talking about how she's 'got a face' for TV. Then how he'll get her in the magazines. Modeling work like. Good for her fan base.

A 'pro photographer' he knows takes some shots. She doesn't worry that there's no make-up artist, or proper lighting, and it's just in this bloke's spare room, cause she knows she'll look better than the best without all that crap anyway.

Meanwhile, the Becks of the team keeps his crew close at hand, shots all round from 12 'til 12. A pumped and permanently tensed Adonis in a rugby shirt and enough gold to make his old gran proud. Always at the bar and he might have to buy this place.

But pints and the threat of a fight or the promise of a fuck in the gents don't seem to be enough no more. Even when the crew hold the guy down for him. Or the girl. He's getting broody. Wants to settle down now.

Let her have her fun, 'body of a porn star' he tells them. And 'Porno kisses.' But who's going to cook for the kids? When they have kids. He should always be the last one home. 'That's the rules'.

Then her agent starts talking about 'video work'. They'll put a DVD together like - for the TV people and Movies and stuff. It'll be fun like. You'll be in control like all the way babe, only don't do it like this cause blokes don't like to see a girl expressing herself like that. Do it like this. That's it. Good girl. Now you're getting it. That's beautiful that is. Fucking beautiful. Like a beautiful fucking poem. Now let's try some of the toys. Just a bit of fun. You're beautiful.

And she wasn't worried that there was no camera man this time, because she wouldn't feel comfortable with a load of people around, and she can trust her agent. And maybe it'd be good to spend the weekend at his place. Move in a few of her things.