Carole Wilson

Video Games

Chapter 1

"For some reason," began Frank Edwards tilting his beer glass to his lips and thinking of Stephan's voluptuous blonde wife, "I don't think your wife likes me."

"Aw, come on, Frank," assuaged Stephan, slapping his brother on the shoulder. "It's not that she doesn't like you, it's just that she's, shall I say, 'awed' by you."

"Awed?" asked Frank quizzically.

"Yeah, that's it. There's a mystique about movie people, you know, especially film directors, and I guess she just feels uncomfortable because of…"

"Because I make films of naked women's tits and asses, you mean," added Frank with a note of finality.

Resting his elbows on the patio table, Stephan nodded his head and then drained his glass.

Frank flashed a glance in the direction of Bunny, the white-haired actress who now sat on the edge of the swimming pool, dangling her lithe tanned legs in the blue sparkle of water, her huge tits straining at the thin covering of her bikini top. With a look of confidentiality, Frank leaned forward. "You know what you ought to do, Stephan?"

Stephan leaned closer with a subtle movement, barely detected; there was something about taking advice from a younger brother that bordered on humility. "What?"

"You oughta use my new Polaroid instant movie camera and take some good films of Gillian…"

"What do you mean? We've got a lot of family pictures!"