Author's Note: The following story is a work of pure fiction. It is meant purely as erotic fun and offence is intended to anyone. Particularly Lindsay Lohan who I remain a big fan of.
The cab waited at the red light for a few seconds and then moved on with its journey. The driver up front listened to his radio, completely oblivious that his passenger in the back seat was actually one of the most famous women on the planet.
Lindsay Lohan sat in the back of the cab nervously checking out the back window looking for any cars or bikes that seemed to be following. She wasn't one hundred percent sure but the signs looked good and she was confident that the plan had worked and she had finally given the press the slip. It hadn't been easy but sneaking out of the back entrance of the hotel and using a normal everyday cab seemed to have worked and Lindsay hoped she may have earned some privacy for the rest of the day.
Normally Lindsay quite enjoyed the attention of the press and on occasion she had even wooed them and had done things to ensure they followed her about town but today she could not afford to have them around. Today she had a meeting with a director which could turn around her career and put her right back on top.
Her mobile phone vibrated and she fished it out of her purse. The front screen displayed one name 'Mom' and Lindsay pushed the button to answer and lifted the mobile to her ear. Speaking in a cheerful voice she greeted the caller with "Hi Mom."
"How did it go baby?" Spoke the voice on the other end belonging to her mother Dina Lohan "Did you get away unnoticed?"
"I think so." Lindsay replied while quickly checking out the back window again "At least I can't see any of them following me right now."
"That's terrific honey, well done. And you're ready for this meeting right? I don't have to remind how important it is for your career, right?"
"No mom." Lindsay replied adding a pretend sulkiness to her voice "You have only mentioned how important this meeting is like a thousand times already".
"Lindsay, do you know how hard it was to even get this meeting arranged? I had to call in some serious favours just to get him to meet you and if you really are interested in getting this movie I suggest you make an effort to impress."
"That's what I'm planning on doing." Replied Lindsay in a defensive tone. "I'm in the back of this gross cab on my way to meet him at some grotty little restaurant just like he requested."
"And did you watch his movie like I told you to?"
Lindsay thought about lying but that rarely worked with her mother so decided just to be honest "I watched some of it but I didn't really get it."
There was an audible sigh from the other end as Dina Lohan reminisced back to the days when she would accompany her daughter to auditions and interviews. There was a motherly tone in her voice when she next spoke "Lindsay I told you to watch that movie so that you could talk about it with him at this meeting. That was really important if you want to make an impression."
"Take a chill pill mom." Lindsay offered in reply "I totally googled this guy and I know everything about him."
"This meeting could restart your career as an actress. This is a comic book movie Lindsay, with possible sequels. It could be a massive franchise. This movie Lindsay...."
"I gotta go mom. We have just arrived at the restaurant." Lindsay cut her mother off in the middle of the lecture by hanging up and putting her phone back into her bag. She'd heard more than enough and was well aware how important this meeting could be to her career.
Lindsay knew that her career was in trouble. She was all too mindful that the big offers had dried up and the recent Playboy shoot was a good indication as to the direction her career was headed. Lindsay did not want things to continue that way. She had taken her clothes off for Playboy and been paid very well for it but as far as Lindsay was concerned that was a one time deal. Now it was time for her to get back to what she did best which was working as an actress.
Lindsay's career had gotten off to a fast start but then she had lost her away in a mix of alcohol and drug problems. She'd broken the law and earned a bad reputation with Hollywood producers which had all but finished her movie career. But those problems were all behind her now. She'd kicked all the substance abuse problems and a simple fuck with an old judge had ended all her legal problems.
The Playboy shoot had given her finances a boost and as her mother said it would helped with her popularity with the tabloids. But it was her movie career which was of most importance to her now. In recent years there had been plenty of offers for acting work but they all seemed to be TV or direct-to-DVD movies and that really worried Lindsay. She wanted to be an A-List Hollywood actress like Scarlett or Angelina and a big budget comic book franchise would make that happen.
There was only one small problem, first she had to actually land the role and that was not going to be easy. This was a $150 million production and it had been made clear that the producers had concerns about Lindsay Lohan taking the leading role. Lindsay herself had already heard that both Megan Fox and Amanda Seyfried had already held negotiations with the producers. In fact Lindsay had been shocked when her mother had told that she'd somehow arranged a meeting with the director. Lindsay knew if she was going to beat like likes of Megan and Amanda to this potential blockbuster she'd really have to make an impression on the director.
But that was a real problem for Lindsay because in truth she'd never heard of him. The director's name was Daryl Castle. When Lindsay had googled his name she'd learned only a few facts. He was young for a director only 34. He'd spent his 20's directing and winning awards for commercials on TV. Then a couple of years ago he made his feature directing debut with a low budget sci-fi thriller which had been an unexpected and cult hit at the box-office. Daryl Castle had won Independent Spirit awards for this movie and his reputation soared so high that last year it was announced he had been given the reins on this big budget comic book movie.
But that was all Lindsay's Google search had revealed about him. There had been no personal information available. Lindsay knew nothing else about Daryl Castle apart from the fact that he was famously private about his personal life and seemed to distance himself from the Hollywood lifestyle. Lindsay herself was perplexed when she was informed that he wanted to meet in an ordinary restaurant. Just the two of them no agents or producers.
Conversation could be difficult especially if she wanted to make a good impression and even though she had tried to watch his sci-fi movie the night before she had regrettably fallen asleep in the middle of it. Lindsay had planned to talk about his movie but now that was not going to be possible.
The cab turned and Lindsay realised that they were pulling up outside of the restaurant. She checked the time on her phone and was pleased to discover she was pnly 20 minutes late. In Lindsay's world only 20 minutes late was good going. She opened the door of cab and stepped out in the parking lot. The driver rolled down his window and quoted the fee for the journey, Lindsay absent mindedly threw $50 into his cab and silently thanked her mom for reminding her that she would need money for the cab ride. Lindsay as a general rule never carried money.
Lindsay quickly walked across the parking lot heading toward the door of the restaurant. Her shoes click clacking on the concrete and her boobs swaying with each step. Lindsay had opted not to wear a bra today, as her mother kept reminding her it was important to make an impression on this director.
She entered the restaurant and rearranged her hat and dark glasses hoping that they would hide her identity from the other people in the restaurant. Lindsay hated signing autographs and the last thing she needed today was a fuss. She scanned the restaurant and suddenly realised that she had no idea what this guy looked like. Sure she had seen a picture of him on Google but she had only glanced at that and now she had no idea who she was looking for.
For a couple of awkward minutes Lindsay stood in the middle of the restaurant hoping that eventually he would recognise her and wave her over but nobody seemed to move or take any notice of her. To make matters worse there was at least a dozen guys sitting at tables by themselves and Lindsay knew that any of them could be Daryl Castle. Was she really going to have to approach them individually in an attempt to find her guy?
"Can I help you?"
The question came from behind Lindsay and surprised her. She turned quickly and found herself facing a young girl wearing a waitress uniform.
"I'm looking for someone." Lindsay replied "But to be honest I'm not exactly sure what he looks like."
The young waitress smiled at Lindsay and her next question completely surprised Lindsay. "Are you meeting with Daryl Castle?"
"Yes." Spluttered Lindsay "How could you possibly know that? Nobody knows about this meeting."
The young waitress blushed and seemed genuinely embarrassed. In a quieter voice she replied "I'm sorry, but I'm quite a movie fan and he's like Daryl Castle. To be honest I recognised him as soon as he walked in here."
