It's the summer of 2002 and I am here in beautiful Bel-Air, California. I try not to pretend that I'm not rich, but then again, I'm not a pompous Asshole and try to stick it in your face. In all actuality, you will see that for you the people, I am more the opposite. In the period of time that it takes me, I will give you a vivid description of my sex life. Some may be wondering, "Why would we want your sex life?" That's a good question, but you see, my sex life is different from most. Let me explain how.
My name is William Frazier, but of course I go by Will. The reason I get to have my plush house in Bel-Air, fully equipped with everything, is because I am America's #1 Film Critic. Screw Ebert and the N.Y. Times, I am the man! If my review quote(s) are posted for a movie, that's how you know that movie is a success. I don't bullshit, that's not my style; I'm very critical of movies. I do my postings out of the L.A. Times, the greatest newspaper in the world, and because I help them in that category, I get paid heftily. I also get a benefit that others may not get. You see, there's a BIG difference between the approach actors and actress' take when concerning their movies. Men think if they have one flop, a rebound movie is very easy to come by and then they're set again. Women on the other hand feel if they produce a failure, the movie industry will find some other woman with a great body to play the same role a year down the line. So that's where I've come in. Many actresses are within a 20-mile radius of me, or an hour's drive. So it's well worth their time to make a "Stop by" at my house and propose their movie to me in ways only I can describe to you. So what is it that makes me special? Basically I fuck hot, up and coming or right on the brink of superstardom actresses.
The story actually starts quite a while ago. The year was 1999 and I had been reviewing since the later stages of 1996. So I haven't been doing this too long, but I do have a reputation. I was getting known as a good reviewer, but I hadn't had the name I do now. There was a movie coming out by the name of Varsity Blues. It was an MTV production, and I had always had a thing against MTV productions. The trailers for this movie were very intriguing though. It seemed they had a good story and plot to tell and the cast were very young, raw, and talented. So I figured that at the age of 25 I was then, that I could still relate to the story because I played ball when I was in school. So it was placed in my column many times that I was hoping the movie could live up to the quality I was holding it at.
One day I walked into the house and entered to the ending of a message on my phone. The voice was amazing. I pictured the most amazing looking woman on the other end, but I couldn't pick it up in time. So I replayed the message and the girl introduced herself as Ali Larter. She was starring in the movie Varsity Blues. She played the head cheerleader named Darcy and it was her 1st major role. She was really hoping that I would not be disappointed because she had reviewed the hype I had made of it. She wanted to meet that night at a very nice restaurant named "The Mansion on Turtle Creek" and wanted to pitch her ideas of the movie to get me to want to watch it an hopefully give it a good review. She left off with "Maybe we'll get more into it at the end if need be." I wasn't quite sure the look of this girl, but I was more then willing to have a nice dinner and be proposed to. As I got ready, the TV trailer of Varsity Blues came on, and I saw her. Just a stunning young blonde named Ali Larter looking so amazingly hot in a cheerleader's outfit!
I was ready at about 7:15 and it took me 25 minutes to get to the restaurant. Just my luck the reservations were for 7:45, so I was 5 minutes early, but Ali was already at the table. As I was lead to our table, I was just in awe. Ali stood up and I was short of breath. She was about 5'8 I would say, I'm 6'1, and her blonde hair curled down past her shoulders, and she wore this amazingly tight red dress that came right above mid-thigh. I shook her hand and gave her a kiss on her cheek, her scent just intoxicating.
We said our proper greetings and then went right into our discussion over the movie. The way Ali was proposing it made it very intriguing, I really felt like this was a movie I could relate to and would enjoy. We ate our dinners and actually split a dessert and then it seemed like we were at a loss for words. I truly did not want this night to end; I wanted to be with Ali all night. Then she spoke and it was my cue. "So, do I have your approval for this movie?" Her eyes inviting and provocative. "Well, if anything, we can always continue this at my house." She lit up like the 4th of July and we got our check and we headed out.
