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I'll be ready

I'll be ready when you want me, I'll be ready I'll be ready when you want me,

I'll be ready You know I'm ready for you, I'll be ready

Oh my god, dude.

You got lucky last night.

Hello?

It's a woman who snores.

Hey, don't be picky.

She's here, right?

She's not tied up or anything.

Is she?

Nope.

Oh, now I remember.

Cheryl.

Damn, she was fine.

Better than fine.

I can't believe she came home with me.

Didn't turn out to be some psycho bitch who wanted to stab me to death or

something.

Whoa. Not a psycho bitch.

And she's even beautiful in the morning. Ka -ching.

You're staring at me.

Uh, sorry.

Just a little surprised.

Amazed, actually.

What, that I stayed?

Uh, yeah.

Well... You were a great last name.

You want to go again?

I don't believe it.

She wants to do it again.

Sometime today would be nice.

Come.

Good morning.

It's almost afternoon.

Sleep well?

No.

Sorry, I don't think I caught your name last night.

I'm Cheryl.

Don't forget, sweetie, you promised to introduce me to Lacey Summers.

Right, definitely.

Nice picture.

Are you a model?

Sorry? You got the look all right.

Thanks.

Call me as soon as you get it set up.

Don't forget.

Hey, what are you doing tonight?

Set up the meeting, then we'll chat.

I don't believe you.

You promised an introduction to my sister just to get laid.

No.

Yeah, I might have said I knew someone that could help her out.

But I wasn't trying to. No.

Of course not.

And I didn't tell her about your sister until this morning.

So how was it?

Last night was great.

But this morning was awesome.

You don't think it's because she fell out? Don't even go there, my friend.

You just had morning sex.

You're my hero.

Man, I've been thinking about getting a girlfriend.

Are you shitting me?

I'm tired of trying to pick up girls all the time. I'd like to, I don't know,

meet someone, get to know them a little.

I mean, still have sex and everything.

But without all the head games, maybe we can even just talk about stuff?

Talk about stuff?

That is so gay.

I know maybe it sounds good, but as soon as you see a girl more than like twice

in a row, she'll start hawking you for stuff.

A commitment?

Dinner with her parents?

Next thing you know, you're into her for a big wedding.

And a lifetime of no sex.

You know married people do it, like, once a year?

Yeah, I guess I didn't think that far ahead.

Lunch?

Breakfast.

My famous hangover remedy.

The peanut oil soaked up all the booze from the bloodstream. You didn't waste

any time hitting the clubs, did you?

My first time in Manhattan. I'm like a kid in a candy store.

Plus, I've been seriously chafing under a monogamous relationship.

They make personal lubricant for that?

Yuckity yuck yuck.

How's the acting going?

I've taken a temp job.

What's that tell you?

Ever think about modeling?

Mm -mm.

I'm an actress.

You can't be taken seriously as an actress if you work as a model.

But it takes a little while to get an acting career going, and you can make

spare cash on the side if you're willing to prance around in lingerie.

I don't know.

Any time's okay.

At least make your auditions.

Boring.

There's bills.

Don't get down on yourself. You did great last night.

That Cheryl girl was way, way fuckable.

Yeah, but I don't really know if she liked me for me, or if she just knew all

along about your sister and wanted me to get her a job.

So? Who cares what the reason is, as long as you hook up?

I care.

What happened to you?

You used to be a sex T -Rex.

Remember that threesome you had with those two freshman girls?

Come on.

Yeah, you know the thing about that threesome?

It kind of never happened.

What did you just say?

I sort of made that story up.

I wanted you to think I was, like, some kind of stud or something.

Well, it worked.

Now you just bogged one of my main fantasies.

Tell you what.

Let's go out tonight and score two scorching hot babes.

Sounds like a plan?

I don't know.

Don't even try to wish out on me.

I gotta get going. I told Lacehead to fix her snake in the loft.

See you later, killer.

Later.

Thank you, Rex.

Grow up.

Jeffrey, why is it so impossible to find a day -worthy guy in this city?

You're so lucky.

I'm not lucky.

I'm fortunate.

I mean, not everybody has drop -dead gorgeous looks, a great body, and a

scathing wit.

True. No, I mean, you're lucky because you're gay.

I mean, seriously, all the great men in this city are gay.

Yeah, well, I guess that's true, but there's got to be one or two nice

out there.

Yeah, but I don't want nice.

I want hot.

You'd be fun in a photo shoot. Little known fact is, you know, models are

frequently lacking in personality.

Well, surprise, surprise.

You might actually like it. And if Lacey likes how you look in her lingerie...

Oh, I can't. I don't think I can model underwear.

I have a tattoo.

Sorry. You should probably shoot around it. I do it all the time.

Where is it?

I was dating a rocker chick.

Seemed like a good idea at the time.

It's a little early for that, isn't it?

It's not what it looks like.

Well, it looks like it's going blank.

I'm going to get it lasered as soon as I can afford it. No, no, no, wait.

That's it.

That's perfect. I found the solution. Come here.

Come here. Come on, come on, come on.

A hungover party girl with fucknuts in her hair?

She's the inspiration for my new life.

Vanessa, would you mind showing them your hip?

Have we just been kidnapped by pirates? Yeah, I'm confused. Why are we here

looking at Vanessa's tat?

Imagine this. A woman sitting at a conference table with a bunch of

watching some boring PowerPoint presentation.

Bored to tears, right?

Underneath, she's wearing lingerie with a skull and sling.

Sort of a bad girl with a Mona Lisa smile on her face that says, I've got a

secret. Yeah, okay, I get it.

But that's only one possibility.

Underneath this conservative suit lies the heart of a jungle cat.

We take her from conference rooms to the urban jungle, prowling past the working

class stiffs wearing drab coats and button -up suits.

But she knows that underneath, she's wearing something that sets her apart

the crowd.

It's freedom.

It's sexy.

It's a whole new fantasy life wrapped up in one set of bra and panties. That's

nothing new.

I've had a fantasy life in black mascara, assless chaps, and black

since I was eight. You've gotten all of that from one tattoo?

Actually, it's genius.

I can't think of another line quite like it.

What do you think, Stephanie?

Me? Oh, I know. Don't ask me. I'm too pragmatic for these type of things.

I would seriously wear Plan Along John underneath my pencil skirt if I could

away with it. How about you, Vanessa?

What do you think? Would you wear fantasy panties?

I have to admit, as an actress, I love the idea. The whole secret life thing

while you're doing boring temp work at some insurance company.

Kind of like having sex in the lunchroom without the risk of being fired.

It could be a whole campaign.

Under the suit beats the heart of a punk rocker. Hip -hop artist.

And I'm a nurse.

Oh, too much.

This is great.

This is exactly what I need to give me the edge for the spring show. You are

going to kick the other designers' asses with this.

Seriously, Lee.

I haven't seen you this psyched in a long time. I know. Isn't it great? Why

don't we all go out and celebrate?

I'll treat the whole office.

Hey, if you're paying, I'm there.

I meant everyone who works here.

Um, I can't. I have plans.

See? She doesn't have a problem meeting men.

She's a lesbian.

Oh. Yeah.

Well, maybe you should give it a try. I mean, hey, you're almost guaranteed

flannel underwear.

Yeah, it belongs to... Me and Russ. We just bought it.

Yeah, you guys own this place.

What do you do?

I'm a lingerie designer, and Russ here is a fashion photographer.

Huh. You're pretty successful for such a young guy.

Well, I make women happy.

That's all that matters to me.

I'll show you.

Okay.

So are you really a photographer?

No. I'm a bartender.

This is Cody's sister's studio.

He thinks the way to impress chicks is by lying.

That's so sad.

Amazing what a guy will do to get laid, isn't it?

Yeah. Especially considering how far you can get by just being nice.

And honest.

Are you talking about me?

Mm -hmm.

You think I'm nice?

Mm -hmm.

Nice enough to... Mm -hmm.

All right.

Got any free samples in my size?

Sure. You're about, what, 34D?

Six.

I think I can find you something.

Yeah? I want to go have a look. Me too.

You know, my apartment is just down the street. Oh, yeah?

Want to see how I really live?

I'd love to.

We're going to go check out Russ's apartment.

All right. See you later.

I'll text you.

Uh, I thought this was his apartment.

No. Okay.

Hey, Vanessa.

Hey. What are you guys doing here?

You having a party?

Just leaving.

Hey, Vanessa, what's up?

Uh, you have a girlfriend?

No, no way. Vanessa's just, uh... No, don't cover up on my account.

I am not her girl.

I am, however, the inspiration for this new line of lingerie.

Underneath this drunk exterior beats the heart of a hot office temp.

Oh, it's on here.

Do you mind if I put it on here?

Do you want a beer?

I do.

So you really think I'm nice?

Yeah.

You're nice. And hot.

You don't have a girlfriend?

No, but I want one.

Seriously? Swear.

Sweet.

How am I doing so far?

I'd say you're a pretty viable candidate.

How viable?

Yeah, look right there.

Oh yeah.

I want to ride you.

Do you like that?

Oh yeah.

I can't believe he told you it was his studio.

That was a camp.

I never believed him, though.

So, how long have you lived in the city?

Just a few weeks. I broke up with my girlfriend in Seattle, came here to try

acting. Your girlfriend?

So, you're a lover of all humanity in all its forms.

Lately, it's been with more women than men.

Have you ever been with a woman? Oh.

Let's see here.

One play made out with Tiffany Boyer in high school. It counts.

It does. It makes you bi -curious, at least.

Are you still curious?

Maybe.

No.

There you go.

All in your size.

Oh.

There's samples from last year's line, but I don't think you might.

Who cares if they're last season? These are beautiful.

Huh. What do you think?

I'm really curious to see how it fits you.

Here's one for me. Let's go try them on my room. Oh, okay.

I would have them back on a lesbian.

At least they could let me watch.

Please, these bras are so hot.

Wow.

That bra make your tits look amazing.

You think so?

Yeah.

Look how good it accentuates your curves.

Thanks.

Your cleavage. Oh, my God.

Did you see that?

It's like... Oh,

you think so.

It looks great. You like my cleavage.

You're really pretty.

That feels good enough.

Well yours looks really nice on you too.

Thank you.

These might be a little tight.

I want to touch you now.

Maybe a steady girlfriend's not such a bad idea after all.