Page 9 - The Case of the Wandering Husband FLIPBOOK

A squeal echoed in her office. Instinctively, Fannie’s astral self shoved a hand over
her projected mouth. Her body did the same.
As the people inside her tiny office, which didn’t have air conditioning by the way,
began to argue; Fannie considered the woman on the other side of her desk.

Cherry “the Mouth” Sins was a legend in the film industry. A woman who came to
L.A. like all young women intent on becoming a star. She had been completely
clueless.
By the time Cherry’s money ran out, her options became limited. Cherry, original
name Allison Montrose, turned to the porn industry to earn her keep.
Fannie’s smile deepened as did the blush on her body’s face. Fannie had watched
Cherry’s porn films. Like so many others Fannie became a fan. Cherry made old
school porn films. Ones with a story line and a plot and required some acting. They
also required a lot of oral sex.

Cherry became infamous for her ability to drive a man to orgasm in record time with
her mouth. The men in the porn industry considered Cherry to be the best
administrator of head in the world.
Cherry did something unheard of at the time. She offered to “blow” any man on
camera. If they could hold out for sixty seconds, she would pay them. Otherwise, they
would have to pay her.
The online series became an instant success. Men, powerful famous men, lined up to
audition for the series. It made Cherry famous the world over. And rich. So rich she
was able to finance her own mainstream movie. A remake of the Liz Taylor version of
Cleopatra. With Cherry in the lead of course.

The movie went on to win the Academy Award for best picture, best lead female
actor (Cherry), best screenplay (Cherry), and best director (Cherry again).
In one audacious move, Cherry became a power player in mainstream media. The
world famous oral sex queen was now an aging media sensation who sat in Fannie’s
office wanting to know where her husband was.
“Time to go,” Fannie thought as she looked at her cat. A cat who could hear Fannie.
A cat who could protect Fannie’s body from invaders while she roamed as an astral.
“Keep me safe Esmerelda.”
Another smile filled Fannie’s face and she floated through the wall. She would never
get tired of such things.