"BRRNNNGGG!"
"Action!" the director shouted. Sonny sat in his chair waiting his turn. The two beautiful women were doing their lesbian scene, crawling all over each other. This was truly boring, and could take up to an hour to complete.
"Hey Sonny!...Come on, your up!" the assistant said as he nudged the dozing actor.
"Huh?...Oh yeah...OK" he said as he slipped the towel from around his waist and took his place on the sheet between the two girls.
But try as they might, the two lovely's couldn't get him hard. For several embarrassing minutes they tried every trick, but to no avail.
"Cut!" yelled the director. "Sonny, go home. We'll try this some other time." He heard the snickers as he left the building. This has never happened before, what was wrong with him? He knew in this business, that he would most likely be replaced before the next shoot, and that depressed him.
He walked the ten blocks to his apartment building, and everywhere he looked, there were couples engaged in some sort of embrace. They all seemed to be laughing at him. It had to be his imagination.
He walked up the stairs, but rather than stop at his floor, he kept going until he was standing on the roof. He had never been up here before, and the city looked so different. Staring across the street, he saw several of his neighbors having sex. Looking down towards the park, more couples were having sex. He even saw dogs fucking, but he couldn't get it up.
Suddenly he found himself standing on the edge of the roof, looking down. No one noticed him there, and he decided no one would miss him either. As he looked around, he began to have second thoughts, and hoped for a sign of some sort. He got his sign rather quickly, as a gust of wind came up, pushing him over the edge.
The fall seemed like it was in slow motion, as he passed by the windows of his building. Funny, the only thing he could think about, was that he forgot to check his mail. The approaching sidewalk made him sick to his stomach.
"BRRNNNGGG!!"
Sonny sat up with a start, sweat dripping from his head. He focused on the alarm clock, then smacked it to shut it off.
"Sonny, are you OK?" the gorgeous redhead asked him, as she sat up next to him and stretched.
"Yeah...I had a nightmare." he replied.
"Ooh, poor baby! Let me make you feel better!" she said as she slipped down under the sheets. Her hot breath was followed by a pair of soft lips, as his cock came to attention instantly. He smile inwardly at his erection, as she slathered her saliva all over it. He closed his eyes as she worked to relax him.
"Oh yeah, Tina, that feels so good!" he mumbled. She was no longer sucking him, in fact she wasn't even on the bed. Something was wrong, and he was afraid to open his eyes.
"You bastard!" she shouted, "Who the fuck is Tina?" Now he really didn't want to open his eyes, but who was Tina, and why couldn't he remember this beautiful girl's name? She didn't stand there long, as she walked over to the night stand and picked up the pitcher of water. With a scowl he would never see, she dumped the contents on his head, causing him to jump in shock.
As he bolted upright, he heard the water cascading onto the floor. It took but a moment for him to realize he fell asleep in the bathtub, and it was all a bad dream. he got out shaking, not from the cold, but from the scary tricks his mind was playing. He wrapped a towel around his waist, and padded out to the living room. Everything seemed normal out there, so he slowly crept into the bedroom. It was just as he left it when he got up. Relieved that it was all a dream, he headed off for work.
It was a nice day, so he enjoyed the ten block walk, as people smiled and waved to him. He thought that was a bit odd, but was in too good of a mood to worry about it. He stepped into the elevator, and just before the doors shut, a pretty brunette slipped in. She stood next to him, as the box began it's ascent. She couldn't keep her silence any longer, and spoke just as the car arrived at her floor.
