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Ecriture debut / Writting exploration debut
The Art Dealer and the Assassin
The story of a beautiful woman and her handsome female friend.
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by fredericPierre .
Lyllie the final cut.
The art dealer and the assassin.
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Olga was standing on the balcony of my apartment on the 5th floor of an 18th century mansion town house. In an agreement with one of my clients I was lend the apartment in the hope I would buy it.
I was in Aix en Provence, summer, and that night it rained.
Olga was watching a couple of young made making love in one of the room in the hotel opposite the house.
The younger man, looking barely 16 was pushing his cock in the other man looking quite a little bit older, 30 about.
The art dealer and the assassin.
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Olga was standing on the balcony of my apartment on the 5th floor of an 18th century mansion town house. In an agreement with one of my clients I was lend the apartment in the hope I would buy it.
I was in Aix en Provence, summer, and that night it rained.
Olga was watching a couple of young made making love in one of the room in the hotel opposite the house.
The younger man, looking barely 16 was pushing his cock in the other man looking quite a little bit older, 30 about.
- The boy had barely finished a blow job when his lover went on his hands and knees on the bed. I must say the boy look well equipped. Myself I would not say no to such a cock.
- I saw the girl at the baker this morning. Without a word she gave 2 tickets to a concert. Hers playing the cello.
- So you taking me? Or that beautiful black girl I saw you chat with in the club?
- She was chatting me up for sex and wanted to know who you were.
- So?
- So we had a quick shag in the toilets and I told her your name.
- Interesting.
- Marilyn DeVere, a solicitor from Montreal. She works for a man called Charles Dutoit, business man and art collector. He is here with his wife.
- And his wife is her lover?
- Something like that. I was being chatted up by Cherry-Blossom. Something that tempted me in my hetero taste in lovers.
- A handsome female I agree.
- Hazel wants to meet you.
- She flying to London and then to Marseille.
- Ok. Did you had something with her?
To an undefined space in the earth, I planted a seed.
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- She used me as a model like artist do.
I knew of Charles Dutoit but I did not know him While I had received a call from his personal secretary.
I was admiring Olga’s beautiful body thinking of some photographs by Helmut Newton for the Vogue magazine. My mind was travelling from Australia where the only love story I had was travelling, working as a chauffeur to a very good looking female I had met once in Singapore.
- I am an actress and a courtesan. Ziyi told me then. While I love men there are some women who truly aroused me.
- …..
- Kiera Deschanel is one. I guess you know her.
- I have met her once at a garden party.
- I could never fuck with a woman but sure to God Kiera turns me on.
- Miss Lyllie don’t stay out, please come in. A very nice male voice called.
- Mr Julien? You here in Aix. How extraordinary?
- I am from Aix originally. Miss Lyllie. How nice to see you!
- Let find you a chair. Miss Lyllie.
Caroline was the daughter of a very good client. We were friends and occasionally lovers. But friends mostly. Caroline was very young and terribly promiscuous. She became the famous fashion model. When we met she was 17. I was 16. A photographer studio, a set of clothing, high class we posed for some young girls fashion magazines. She seduced me…I was willing. My second homosexual experience. I left fashion for Art sales. We only saw each other from time to time, rarely. I got invited a 2 of her marriages. The third she simply said.
- You must be bored with me making all those promises.
I looked at the girl standing in front to me in some thin Chinese style dress, naked legs and terribly high heels. A girl of 16. Good looking teenager bulldozer.Mostly topless and quite exciting to look at. She did inspired sexual intercourse.
- My friend says you are a lesbian. Would you fuck me?
- Never on weekend Sweetie.
- My husband want to invite you to his table. By the way I am 18 and stinky rich.
- No doubt about that Matilde.
- You remember me? I would not think you would. My mother is well if you thought of asking and her ex-lover is now mine. He took me on my 16th.
- I saw you in the “Poison Ardent” one rainy day. I was going to invite you when that actress invited you. Amber Listen with the film director Sally Postman and her agent Jerome Bloom.
- I remember. I had remember of the young prodigy American actress. I had never met Sally.
- I guess they never met you. Lyllie I need a painting by Tim Behrens, a commission. He refuses.
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- Me with my girlfriend in the nude kissing. To be painted over a Anselm Ker the painting. A concept.
- Tight. I understand the man.
- I heard you had the painting he painted over a Lucian Freud.
- Would you dine with me Matilde?
- Only if take me to your bed after.
- Mr Julien could bring us another plate and cutlery?
- Certainly Miss.
- You know Lyllie I have been Sally lover when I was 14. She has so my lovers she does not remember faces.
- Your visage? How sad? Maybe she wanted to ignore you? I had a good chat. She wanted my expertise for one of her actress. A new movie. A thriller.
- I am putting up some of the money. Sally does not know.
- Are you in love still?
- No…..just upset of her ignorance. I want you tonight for sure.
- Who is the friend you want on the picture?
- Caroline Lumley. Matilde admitted.
"defined by her gender "
"4 coins ne font pas une piece, bien que je me sens entre 4 murs"
(abstract portrait canvas about the blond girl with Tasya van Ree. 2013)
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I looked at the shine in her eyes. I knew of a painting by Ker of Caroline in the nude. He named it “La pute d’Avignon”. I felt the title quite sad. A reference at the place where they had met and the painting by Picasso of the brothel, the girls, a breakthrough time and space. They had been lovers but dumped him for a woman. I guess may be that was Kiera Deschanel but it could have been Matilde. A small circle. I thought and here in Provence I thought of myself far from all those fantasies. Kiera is just a friend. She is not a lesbian. Gossip I guess. I pretended to fuck with her so she could get rid of Anselm. He caught us in bed. He raped me a few days later at a vernissage. So I want my revenge. I am pregnant. Ziyi came up to mind. The phone rand and it was her. Just to inquire where I was. I’ll see you there. Bye. Ziyi was quite dry in her goodbyes. The bullet came and passed close bye. Got stuck in the wall. A second hit the girl full frontal. Matilde fell back. I caught her in mid-flight and laid her on the floor. Mr Julien called an ambulance. A police woman, a charming looking female in her 40ties, wanted to interrogate me. I had vanished before she said a second word.
I was quite pissed off.
Olga saw me coming. She offered me a glass of vodka.
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this page 1 is dedicated to the blond girl with the artist Tasya van Ree . Who I never met.
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