Actorplaywright

A one-night stand with James Ryne, the hottest actress in LA, was a night I'd never forget... James: I can't stop thinking about you. Brett: I didn't know America's sweetheart was such a dirty girl. James: It gets better. Brett: You're too young for me. James: Eighteen's the age of consent. Brett: The things I want to do to you right now... James: Are you ever going to tell me who you really are? Brett: The best you've ever had. That's all you need to know. James: When are you coming back to LA? Brett: Next week—and you'd better not be wearing panties. Brett: What the hell did I just watch? James: Oh my God, Brett! It's going viral! James: My life is ruined. My career. My reputation. James: Are you there? James: Will you let me explain? James: Brett? Brett: Forget everything I said before. Forget us. I tried to forget her... until she walked into my office, begging to get signed.