An Actors Life For Me Pt 04

My scheme to get our actors' collective (the Brooklyn Actors Group or BAG) to get famous Broadway actress Gillian Forsyth to join us. With the help of the New York Times drama critic Max Somerfield BAG would get to perform in an off Broadway theatre. BAG might even get enough audience interest to get to perform on a Broadway venue.

BROADWAY - THE BEST IN THE WORLD

To perform on a Broadway stage is the dream of any actor, of any nationality, because Broadway is THE best place in the world for performing artists. Some (wrongly) claim that London's 10 "Broadway theatres" compare with the real Broadway theatres. But those who argue this way undermine their argument because they call them "Broadway theatres".

To my mind the only true competition comes from the National Theatre and the Globe Theatre. But the National Theatre is heavily subsidised and the plays are often "worthy". The joke is that National Theatre seats are excellent so the people can suffer "social realism twaddle" seated comfortably.

In short, National Theatre patrons suffer in comfort.

The Globe is truly a world class venue. Open to the sky (and performing even when it rains) it has recreated Shakespeare's theatre and performing style. The cheapest tickets means the patrons have to stand. There is no where else like it and hopefully never will be.

(Editorial note. Fairness dictates that I point out that the National Theatre does put on excellent non-social realism plays in its 2 larger theatres. But it does have a smaller theatre where social realism reigns. Ironically social realism is the sort of theatre that BAG produces, but more of that later.)

THE SECOND NEGOTIATOR

As I wrote before Mike is a bit of a puritan but Sara is a sexual radical. BAG appointed both Mike and Sara to negotiate with Max who is a world famous drama critic. He wants to host a Stanislavski type event at his New Jersey ranch.

This was a departure from BAG's normal ethos, for we were might have to accept Max as our leader. We are a democratic egalitarian organisation. We therefore are considering becoming a "normal" hierarchical organisation. I was prepared to "sell out" my egalitarian ideals for a larger stage. Perhaps it also because I wanted more sex with Max's fiancee, Gillian with Max watching and recording us anally fucking.

MORE ABOUT SARA

Sara is a sexual libertarian par excellence. Provided all the people involved can give informed consent, then anything goes. Her reputation for one night stands and involvement in group sex was (and still is) public knowledge. Indeed that reputation got her an invite to have her own room in a 4 room apartment in the South Williamsburg area of Brooklyn.

She only pays $1,500 for her own room, which is fantastically cheap. This is because the other residents subsidise her. In Manhattan apartment space is at a premium and therefore rents are astronomic. In contrast to Manhattan's small apartment sizes, Sara's Williamsburg room is large enough to have a double bed, a wardrobe and a settee and not be cramped. It is at least twice the size of a similarly priced Manhattan rental apartment.

In return for this subsidy, the other 3 couples expected Sara to bring in (and she did bring in) lots of her Manhattan "swinging and /or artistic friends" for weekends of unbridled sexual excess. Sara has lots of friends who like the idea of an Andy Warhol style sex and artistic endeavour commune.

Of course it meant leaving "the centre of the universe" for no-wheres-ville South Williamsburg. But, once a fashion is set, a Manhattanite is prepared to make a sacrifice and leave the best borough. Sara's friends would travel even to South Williamsburg for an authentic sexual and cultural experience.

Besides it was only for a weekend and there are subways to whisk them back to civilisation.

MANHATTAN IS THE CENTRE OF THE UNIVERSE

The Manhattan set have an anti-Brooklyn joke, which probably was told in the days when both were independent States. Back then Brooklyn was the 4th largest State in America. Manhattan was the largest.

Question "Why do most people go to Brooklyn?"

Answer "So they can see Manhattan and then go back to real civilisation".

Manhattanites take a similar view abour Staten Island. the joke is

Question "What's the best thing about Staten Island?"

Answer "The ferry back to Manhattan."

THE RULES FOR SARA'S APARTMENT

The other 3 rooms of the apartment are rented by 3 couples.

The apartment has an open door policy, which sounds posh. It actually means that they partner swap. It isn't quite what the Founding Fathers thought of when they wrote about "the pursuit of happiness". But this arrangement works for the 7 of them. This freedom from authority is, subject to law, what the Founding Fathers wanted for their individual States and US citizens. And where was this liberty declared? Of course in Manhattan.

The door of the shared shower room was always wedged open. Anyone was free to walk in and watch anyone else showering. They were also free to join them in the shower and fuck. The shower was large enough for 4 people to shower and fuck together.

At a weekend sleepover 20 people slept (with other people's partners) in the apartment.

The women got the men to strip naked one by one and then stand in a line. A woman then measured each cock. The smallest flaccid penis was 7 inches and the largest cock was just over 9 inches.

The women drew cards from the same suit. Ace was high and 2 the lowest. The winner was first to have the use of all the men's cocks and the lowest card holder was last. But she only had each man's manhood for a minute.

At the end of the game every woman had used every man's cock.

Then the men drew cards to see which lady they would sleep with. A man with an 8 inch dong drew the card that matched him to Sara.

Sara was a bit disappointed that she wasn't won by the man with the longest dong. But she got down on her knees and the man took her from behind. She enjoyed being fucked in the communal lounge while being watched by lots of naked men and women.

Sara also liked watching the others fuck.

The next morning Sara was able to join the largest endowed man in the shower. But, by this time, he had fucked his temporary partner so many times, that he couldn't get erect. Sara enjoyed soaping his dick and having him soap her pussy. The man finger fucked her to an orgasm.

She then returned to her temporary partner for him to fuck her once again. She wasn't fazed by people coming into her room to sit on her settee and watch her being well and truly porked. One portrait painter even sketched them fucking.

They all ate a communal breakfast, still all naked. They played silly party games, which usually ended with a sexual forfeit like same sex touching and kissing.

NAKED PIZZA

The hosts ordered pizzas for a communal lunch.

The delivery man rang the doorbell and Sara buzzed him in. She put on a see through nightie. The delivery man came up the stairs, struggling with pizza boxes for so many people.

The delivery man was black, whereas all the party guests were white. Sara putting on the nightie was a waste of time since the nightie revealed as much as if she were naked.

Quite what the delivery man truly thought of Sara answering the doorbell is anyone's guess. But he obviously enjoyed getting an eyeful of Sara's tits and pubic hair.

Sara asked him "Do you mind nudity because we haven't had time to dress yet?"

He said "It won't be the first time I have seen people undressed."

Whether this was true or not (and Sara thought he was telling a pork pie) the black man came into the apartment. He glanced around at 20 people all naked and unashamed.

The painter asked the black pizza man "Do you have time to stay and help us eat the pizza?"

The man replied "Unfortunately not. I have other deliveries. But I do get off work at 8 tonight."

The painter said "We'll be here and expecting you. You will be our guest of honour."

Sara gave the man a $100 tip and said "See you tonight."

The man replied "Always happy to provide my customers with excellent service."

Sara's temporary partner took off her nightie.

BETTING

The party guests sat around demolishing the pizza and discussing the black man. Some thought that he wouldn't turn up. The painter thought he would. So he offered a bet of $1,000 that he would.

Then they bet on whether he would allow Sara to measure his cock, and the size of his cock. Bets were placed on his girth. Other bets were placed on which woman he would choose to fuck first.

They discussed what would happen if the black man were gay.

The painter said "I hope that he would be, but I didn't get the gay vibe from him. l have always wanted to be buggered by a black man. But I don't want to be a black man's sex slave just because I am famous. The delivery man didn't recognise me. If he wants to thrust his cock into my bum, its because he wants me, or at the least my arse.

But he won't just be fucking me because I am famous.

I hope that he does want me. I certainly want him."

He offered another $1,000 bet that the black man was straight (and not gay or bisexual). But no one took up his offer.

The delivery man turned up at 8 30. The painter was $1,000 richer.

He told the man "We had a whip round and here's a proper tip for the excellent pizza."

The delivery man said "Thank you" and put the money on his jacket pocket.

Now there were other bets to be decided. And of course, as their honoured guest, his sexual tastes to be satisfied.

To be continued...