Duel With the Devil, Chapter 20 of The Greatest Liar

“You never fail to impress, Ms. Rios.”

“Have you got an NDA with that little bitch?”

“Of course, my agent requires it.”

“Have him send her a cease and desist.”

“Done. Take this exit.”

I wound the up sinuous curves of Mulholland Drive and turned through a gate, which opened automatically as Lamborghini approached.

“Just wondering, Thad, do you have a neighbor named Jason Crockett?”

“Yeah, what an asshole. But his ex-wife gave me a pretty good blow job.”

“Then you’re even, because back in the day, I gave JC some pretty good blow jobs too.”

Thad slapped his massive thighs and roared laughter.

“That’s what I love about being rich in LA. Such a small world!”

“What happened to your semi pro career in Vancouver.”

“I wiped out three quarterbacks in my first three games, sent game tape to the LA teams, and the money lured me back to good old So Cal. Only thing I miss about BC is that Asian girl you told me about. That was some tasty pussy.”

“I’ll make sure to mention it.”

His mansion was eerily similar to my former lover JC’s, but the furnishings were straight out of contemporary reality TV.

“I feel like I’m stepping onto a set.”

“You are, during the football season they film that skanky housewives show here. And all three of those thick KK’s asses have sat in that chair.”

He pointed to a damask covered throne in a luxurious sunken media room.

“This place is fully equipped for filming. Should we shoot a special scene?”

“Don’t want to wreck the chair or make a record of our rendezvous. By the way, do you need an NDA from me?”

“With all your scandalous secrets, you need one as much as me.”

“Totally agree.”

We DocuSign-ed on an iPad in his bedroom and he handed me instant tests for Syph, gonorrhea, chlamydia and Hep B. After I showered we exchanged our passing results.

“I have to admit, I got loaded in Phuket and let a couple of hot French guys DP me a couple of weeks ago. Here’s my HIV test. I’m on PrEP just to be safe.”