I wasn't back from L.A. an hour before I started working on getting back to L.A. Karen, my realtor, agreed to meet me at my house the next morning to discuss further the listing of my house. I was actually glad to be spending the night in my own bed, but I wish Christy could be with me right now. I slept great, and was ready to get to work as soon as I woke up.
"I see you're hard at it already!" Karen said as she entered my house and saw painting supplies in the living room.
"Yeah." I replied. "I can't wait to get this place sold so I can get to L.A. I had a great time on my trip, and I want to move as soon as possible."
"Oh yeah? What did you wind up doing while you were there?" A smiling Karen asked.
"I visited Joshua Tree and had a great time. Other than that I just hung around with Christy, her daughter Emily, and her best friend Lisa."
Karen didn't respond. She was looking around and checking out the house, even though she had already been inside before. She was wearing a flowered print dress with white sandals. Her sandy blonde hair and make-up were nicely done. The few times I had met her before she was always dressed conservatively, like you would expect a realtor to do. Today, she was dressed much more casually.
Karen walked back into the living room where I was standing and said "I was hoping to meet your girlfriend. Do you think she'll come here to help you pack?"
"I doubt it. She's awfully busy with work. She won't be able to get away from L.A anytime soon."
"Oh, that's too bad." Karen replied.
It struck me odd at the time that Karen wanted to meet Christy
Karen pointed out a few things that needed some repair and updating, but overall the house was in good shape. She was planning on listing the house in a week or so, and wanted everything finished by then. It was a tall order, but I knew I could make it happen.
I worked my tail off for the next week. I even hired two guys to help. Yet in one week, my house was ready. She held a showing for other realtors who gave a lot of positive feedback, and judging by Karen's excitement, I knew the house would sell fast.
In the meantime I was able to talk to Christy every evening. She said the shoot with Karina went great, and that everyone was happy with her performance. Christy also said that Karina had been hired for another movie by the same director that was going to take place a week later.
Christy said that she has been very busy working, constantly on the phone, making arrangements, but that she was loving the work. She told me that Lisa and Emily were already missing me, and that she couldn't wait for my move to L.A.
"By the way." I said. "Karen apparently did a google search on you, and she's been asking a few questions about you."
"What about it?" Christy replied.
"I don't know. Karen obviously has linked you with modeling and porn. It's not a big deal, but does it concern you at all who may find out what you're doing? I asked.
"Not at all." Christy retorted. I could tell by her comment that I may have upset her.
"I don't have anything to be ashamed of. I love my job at this point. I know friends and family might find out exactly what I do, but it's ok. Do you have a problem with it Brian?" Christy asked.
"No. It's all good. I'm just wondering how often, and with whom this subject might come up. I consider you to be a talent coordinator, and there's nothing wrong with that."
"A talent coordinator for the sex industry!" she said. "Brian, I think I'm doing a good job for these girls. It's a great chance for them to make a lot of money.
I loved doing it myself, and so did Lisa. Plus, I know a lot of other women who enjoyed it too. Chances are no one will find out, and even if they do, it's not a big deal. Girls are worried about it all the time, and I tell them that yeah, your parents and friends are going to find out what you're doing. Just be prepared, or tell them before they find out. You shouldn't have to hide from what you do for a living."
"You're right, Christy. I think Karen is just curious. It's her nature. She just mentioned it. It's not a big deal at all. I said.
"Good, I'm glad to hear it. Just get that house sold, and get your butt here to L.A." she said laughingly.
"Will do!" With that we hung up.
Karen was right. There was a lot of demand for my house. It's a great house for a first time home buyer, and there appeared to be a lot of first time homebuyers. After two weeks, my house sold, and got quite a bit over the asking price. I was ecstatic, and so was Karen and Christy.
Christy didn't want to take the time to fly back here to go through her stuff in my basement, so by using Zoom, we were able to determine what to keep, and what to get rid of. I of course had to do the same thing. It took me over a day to dismantle, and pack my train set. Luckily, I found a couple of buyers from the model railroading club. They got a great deal. Like Christy, I just couldn't take much to L.A. with me since I'd be living in Lisa's house.
While the house was being sold, I had friends and family come by and take things that they wanted, and I was able to sell some items, like my bed and couch through MarketPlace. It wasn't long before all I had were my clothes, car, and some personal mementoes.
I called Ann, my ex-wife, to tell her I was moving to L.A. She was shocked, but she did ask if I was moving to be with that girl I was with at the airport? I said yes, and that I was really excited about the move. She then asked if I had plans to get remarried? The question got my attention since I hadn't really thought about it in detail. But maybe I should?
Upon the house being sold, Karen wanted to have a celebratory dinner, and that she was buying. She should since she just made a small fortune off the sale of the house. I had to be out by the end of the month, so I told Karen we should meet on my last night in the house.
