I stopped and picked up mail before heading to the mansion. Happy news: two of our five distributors had sent checks. Always a nice thing to find. Plus three demo tapes from couples who hoped to be on video, and most certainly wouldn't. I knew what I'd see when I watched the tapes, puffy couples in their forties having it off in front of a tripod camera and acting like they'd both just got off work. Which they probably had. No use to anyone but their friends.
Monday, July 13, 2015
Powder (Part 3)
It was after seven when we reached Vinny's. Angel and Vinny were loitering in the driveway, killing time before my arrival with cigarettes and a couple bottles of beer. I had the feeling this was not how they wanted to spend Monday night. I agreed. I wanted to hand over Mikey and go eat dinner with Bekka. At this point I didn't care what they did to Mikey, save killing him.
Powder (Part 4)
Three weeks later is when I thought I would die, and welcomed it. A Monday afternoon. Bekka had no performance to do at all that day, so she'd stayed home. I'd gone up to Inana and wrestled with paperwork. We were between full releases and were just knocking out loops. It was shaping up to be a dull week.
Powder (Part 5)
Angela and I departed for our motel around midnight. Bekka was happy for the company but finally had to plead exhaustion. No surprise there, given what she'd been through that day. I considered crashing out in one of the chairs, but Bekka called that silly: there was nothing I could accomplish by being there all night, I'd be back in the morning, and hopefully we'd all have had a good night's rest.
Powder (Part 6)
The doctors decided to keep Bekka an extra day. Apparently she wasn't absorbing oxygen at the rate they wanted, so they thought getting four days of oxygen panels would indicate if she was at least improving steadily, if not as fast as they hoped. Her new release day was Friday.
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