“So what do you say?"

“I want to meet him before the shoot, like we agreed on before. I don't want another deer in headlights when it's time."

“Fine, get there around noon and you can talk to him for a few minutes.

The three of us can talk about what's going to happen. Tell you what, though, From talking to him he's nowhere near as nervous as Brian, he seems confident. Good looking kid too, you'll have fun like last time." Not like last time. I would hold back, I'd give a good show, but nothing emotional. Malcolm might be let down, but I'd be walking off with enough money not to sweat for a little while, Malcolm announcing it being the end of Molly would help put closure on the deal.

I'd been adamant I'd quit here and now, but he was right, what was one more? I'd tell Paul I'd already filmed it if he saw it. Dan would be pissed at me, but that would be it.

“Do I have a yes Mary?"

I heard a naughty giggle in the back of my mind and for the last time let Molly answer for me.

“I'LL see you Tuesday."

I woke up and was happy to see it was after midnight, I'd fallen asleep after talking to Malcolm. I figured guilt for agreeing to do one more would keep me up, but quite the opposite, I had a sense of finality with Molly I hadn't when I spoke to Dan. This would be it, it had to be or Malcolm would sue saying I tricked him into saying it was the end to get more money.

I felt as if I could drift right back off, but had to pee. Kicking the covers off, I smiled at the line I'd used for years. No one ever had to pee in porn. Or had bad breath, or messy makeup and hair. I got out of bed and went out into the hallway. I was just in time to see Paul leaving the bathroom and heading for his room.

“Hey, honey." I called softly.

He stopped and turned around, “Hey, mom." He gave me an awkward wave, “Just heading back to bed."

“You okay?" I asked walking up to him.

“That was a lot to deal with earlier."

“I'UL be okay." He nodded, “I was upset at first, but I get it.” “You do?" Wow it was good to hear that.

“You're not mad at me?" “I told you I wasn't. You did the movies for a reason.”

"I already quit." Another lie to my son, but it would be the last one.

“Made some calls after we spoke."

“You didn't have to." He grinned, “I kind of liked you doing them in a way."

One step forward, three back. Jeez, he was turned on regardless of whether I wanted him or not.

“Well you shouldn't, but that's my fault, your father's too, I won't add to it."

“okay. He seemed back in the odd calm of before and the warning signals started going off, what was in his head now? “Like I said, if we have to leave here, that's okay as long as we can stay together."

“paul, you'll live with me until you're ready to move on with your own life." I told him, then quickly added.

“But as I said earlier, only as my son."

“Sure.” He shrugged, “If that's what you say.”