[ Towne Ranch . . .Inside Stable Area. ]
[ Yazmyn stands wide eyed and intrigued,
observing as her boyfriend tends to his
favorite white mare.
Erme lies still, his face flush with its bare
skin. Contently, he brushes each part of the
the body. Using slow, downward strokes. ]
“Well, she’s out. I’m assuming
that you’d want next.”
[ He remarks, caressing her sides &
lifting Yazmyn up to carry her over
to the bench. ]
YAZ: You’ve got the magic touch.
ERME: I’ve known her since I was
five years old. I’d say we have a
understanding.
[ He puts her down, sitting close. ]
YAZ: Almost 15 years. That’s
certainly a long-term relationship.
I noticed she’s the only all white one.
ERME: Yeah, they are pretty rare.
That’s why Lady’s special.
[ Not interested in any more talk, Erme
sternly plants his lips. Connecting with
Yaz through back-to-back kisses and
smooth rotations of their tongues.
He opens his eyes as she backs off a bit.
Placing her finger coyly on his drying
mouth. ]
YAZ: Wait! Before we go any further.
We should probably have a talk.
[ They separate. ]
[ Across Town . . .A Random’s Bedroom. ]
[ Diane is standing near the bed while a
much younger man is sat down before
her. Visibly shaken, he reaches his arms
out and soon they are wrapped up in each
other’s embrace. ]
[ Diane joins the stranger on his bed, sit-
ting behind him now. Feeling her warmth
emitting near him, he starts to calm down. ]
“Thanks. This feels right to me.”
DIANE: Shh. Just stay silent for a moment.
Take some deep breaths. In and out.
[ Caleon takes her advice as Diane stays
ridged yet soft, up against his back and
feeling every circulation of air moving
within his chest.
An hour later, Caleon is settled under the
covers, falling asleep. Diane gets her purse,
taking cash off his desk and starts toward the
door when she hears a loud series of knocks. ]
[ Startled, Caleon jumps up to answer but
the door is already opening on them. ]
“What is going on in here, Cal. . .
Who the hell is this woman?”
CALEON: She’s a therapist Dad. I’ve
been having trouble sleeping since the
diagnosis.
CALEON: That’s it. Honest.
DIANE: I think I should go. Now.
Sorry for the confusion, Sir.
[ Diane exits the room quickly as the
Dad stares her down in shock. ]
[ Back At The Ranch. . . ]
[ Erme is anxiously waiting. ]
“How many girls have you been
with?”
ERME: Just one. Someone I was
dating back in high school.
[ Yaz stands up, walking a little way
from him. ]
YAZ: And what happened with that?
ERME: She was going off to college
and I knew that we were moving here.
We decided we’d be better off ending
things rather than suffering through long
distance.
[ She turns around, walking back toward
Erme. ]
YAZ: Sounds logical. Was that the only
reason?
ERME: Yes. Why?
[ He takes her hand, pulling Yaz back
toward him. ]
YAZ: Just trying to get to know you
better. Is that alright?
ERME: Of course it is. So, what would
be your answer then?
[ She stays quiet, choosing to stare off
into the night sky view coming from
the open doors instead. ]
ERME: What? I’m not going to judge.
You can tell me anything.
YAZ: Okay then. None.
I’ve never been with anyone.
[ TA Kutz . . .The Following Afternoon. ]
[ Jeszyca & Diane are discreetly talking
at a back table in the break room. ]
JESZYCA: So, how did your cuddle
session go last night?
DIANE: Great until his father showed
up, wondering what the heck I was
doing in their house.
JESZYCA: You’re kidding!
DIANE: I wish! Thankfully his son
was intuitive and came up with
that therapist excuse on the fly.
[ Diane starts to laugh but stops
when she sees Jeszyca’s face. ]
JESZYCA: That could’ve turned really
dangerous, Diane!
DIANE: Oh, that was nothing.
JESZYCA: You don’t worry about people
getting violent or pressing you to do
more?
DIANE: I’m very prepared, Dear.
No one’s going to mess with me.
[ Still At Kutz . . . Back Area. ]
[ Kira is busy cleansing & sanitizing her
brushes when Yaz enters the room. ]
“Hey. How was your date?”
YAZ; It was good, until I decided
to bring up my lack of a sexual
past.
KIRA: Well, it’s rare to be waiting
at your age. What was his response?
YAZ: He didn’t have one.
KIRA: That’s a good sign. You’re
both adults. He may be a few years
younger but he seems to be mature.
It’s probably not an issue for him.
YAZ: Maybe. But that makes me
wonder if he’s the type to look
elsewhere.
KIRA: You don’t want to jump to
any conclusions, he’s been honest
with you so far.
Just talk to him. Make sure everything
is out on the table.
[ A 2nd Random’s . . .Later That Evening. ]
[ Diane is dressed in a long, flowing white
night gown. Standing on the bed barefoot
and in silence as an older gentleman
friend smiles, waiting on her next move. ]
[ She grabs for a pillow, playful and lightly
hitting her opponent until they are locked
in with a full-on battle. ]
[ Moments go by and they are spooning
on the bed with Diane in front of him. ]
“That was exhilarating!”
GENTLEMAN: My heart is still racing.
DIANE: I’m sorry. Didn’t mean to be
too much for you.
[ She teases him. ]
GENTLEMAN: It was fine. And it wasn’t
too much. In fact, it was just enough.
DIANE: Enough for what?
[ Suddenly Diane feels a firming up
against her back as the man’s grip
starts to get tighter around her. ]
DIANE: What do you think you’re doing?
[ She stands up fast, pushing him off. ]
Gaining her composure, Diane starts to
head toward the table and he follows. ]
“You’re not getting away that easy!”
[ Diane reaches in her pocket, yanking out
a small bottle. Without hesitation, she
points and sprays it into the man’s face. ]
“Prick!”
[ She snatches her payment off the table,
leaving him yelling there in agony. ]
[ Towne Ranch . . .Overnight Hours. ]
“Thanks for staying over. I figured
your old man wisdom might come
in handy one day.”
[ Erme jokes, while him and Scott
are lying on the ground looking up
at the view. ]
SCOTT: Funny. I’m glad you’re cool
with Yaz’ decision and you’re not
gonna be one of those guys.
ERME: I’m not and won’t ever be.
Besides there’s other ways to meet
that need, if you know what I mean.
SCOTT: What, like your hand?
ERME: No like. Never mind.
SCOTT: You gotta tell me now.
I won’t say anything.
ERME: You know that massager I use
on the horses. Well, I found out that
it works well in other places on them
too.
[ Scott just stares ahead, caught off guard.
Searching for the words as the realization
sets in and his stomach starts to churn. ]
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If You Were In Scott's Position. . .What Would You Do?
A/ Tell Right Away.
B/Give Erme A Chance.
C/ Keep It A Secret Forever.
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