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“It’s funny, because the times I’ve been around him, it seems like he doesn’t spend money on clothes,” Cameron prompted.

“No, no. Craig gets all his clothes from Goodwill or homeless shelters. You know those terrible t-shirts he wears,” I said as if Cameron would know.

“Yeah, sure.”

“Well, trust me. You take one look, and you have to ask him: did you get that for free? Because they’re so bad, no one would spend money on them.”

“I get you,” Cameron said.

We then talked about the movie. As I left the set, I wondered if Craig would have a sense of humor about it.

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The final show of the day was The Jeri Preston Show. I’d always liked her and was looking forward to meeting her. She always looked like she was in on a joke that you hadn’t figured out yet. What I liked about her was she was so nice. That was what I thought before the show.

I was waiting in the green room when one of her production assistants approached me.

“We were wondering if you’d do us a favor. Jeri’s starting her own line of underwear and wondered if you would wear them on set.”

I looked at Caryn, who just nodded like it was no big deal. Heck, I was wearing Dakora for cash, so why not Jeri’s underwear? I agreed and changed. They were a little snug and seemed to put my package out front. When I put my pants on, there was a bulge. Jeri was known for her sense of humor, so I figured I’d go along with it.

A few minutes later, I was called on set.

“If you’ve been paying attention, this young man has been promoting his new movie, Star Academy. Let’s take a look at a clip from the movie,” Jeri said.

They’d taken one of my scenes where I’m running and slowed it down to put it to techno music. Of course, I didn’t have my shirt on. What was it with me running around with half my clothes on? There was a monitor where I could watch what was on, and I could see Jeri leaning forward in her seat as if she were mesmerized by the clip. The Jeri Preston Show’s audience was, on average, thirty years younger than Our View, and they were all cheering.

“Please welcome the star of the upcoming movie Star Academy, David A. Dawson,” Jeri announced.

A big smile came on my face when they played Sexy and I Know It. I worked it as I strutted out and put on some poses. Jeri laughed at my antics as I made my way to where we would do the interview. She gave me a big hug and checked me out as I waved at the crowd. I looked over, and she wiggled her hips, so I got the idea and began to dance with her, to the delight of the audience. What was it with older women perving on me?

“Hi, David A. Dawson,” Jeri said.

“How are you?” I asked.

“I’m good,” she said and then jumped into the interview. “First of all, this is your very first movie. Are you enjoying it so far?”

“Yes, I’m having a wonderful time,” I said.

“This is a good audience to be with for your first movie.”

“I can see that,” I said.

“So you’ve been making the rounds doing your first press junket. From what I’ve seen of the clip, we’re all undressing you with our eyes right now,” she said, obviously checking me out.

“Well, okay, then,” I said awkwardly.

We then talked about how I had gotten the role and my audition with Bree. They had a clip of it, which I’d only seen once before. They’d added the background, so it looked like I was in the movie. I was a little embarrassed. The day I did the audition with Bree, I’d put on a tight t-shirt and shorts. I’d had to wait my turn, so I’d used the hotel’s gym to work out while I waited. My sweat had made the t-shirt go almost transparent and cling to my body, so the outfit left very little to the imagination. How Jeri’s people had gotten the clip, I didn’t know, but it had to be either Bree or someone from the studio. I would put my money on Bree getting even with me.

“The audience wants me to ask you right now if you’re single,” Jeri said.

“Yes, and I’m looking, but I can’t seem to find anyone to go out with me,” I said.

“Really?”

“I know, right? I’m the face of Range Sports, Jade, and Dakora. Dakora is who I’m wearing right now,” I said and did a quick spin to show off their clothes. “You’d think I could find a woman who’d want to go out with me.”

“What seems to be the problem?” Jeri asked.

“I’ve only been in LA a few weeks, so before coming, I figured I’d see if I could find someone to show me around. I joined this dating app with the hope some girl would take pity on me and spend some time getting to know me,” I said.

“What happened?” Jeri asked.

“They either offered to have sex with me or didn’t believe I was real. I mean, I’m just a small-town boy trying to make my way in the big city,” I said, batting my eyes at Jeri.

“Maybe I can help you out,” Jeri said. “There are people here who’d be willing to take you out.”

“I can see that,” I said, giving them my best smile.

“What’s your type?” she asked.

“She needs to have a pulse,” I started.

“Sorry, I’m taken,” Jeri said.