Double Take Chapter 3

Sandy and Ashley switched off the television and stared at one another in disbelief. Normally, they didn't stay up to watch the network telecast of Wet Girls, which came on at 10:00 on the west coast. After all, they had to get up at 5:00 the next morning. But they knew the entire country would be talking about this episode, and they had watched it with dreadful anticipation.

The phone rang before either one of them could speak. They were spending the night at Ashley's house in the Hollywood Hills, so she picked it up, grimacing as she listened. "I know, Mom. I know. Yeah, it's terrible. Uh, no, that was me playing both roles. Special effects. Tell Daddy hi for me. Love you."

Sandy watched as she collapsed onto the sofa. "Even my own mother thinks the show stinks now. 'How could they kill millions of people like that?' she asked me. And to make it worse, I had to lie about who played Coral and who played Pepper. What a disaster!"

Sandy, who was wearing a short pleated skirt and knee sox, pulled her down onto his lap. He brushed her hair away from her face as she snuggled up to him. "Let's go to bed," he said. "I'll make you forget all about the show."

Ashley slid her hand up Ashley's skirt and started to play with the hem of his slip. She loved it when he dressed up in something sassy. Ashley herself was wearing jeans and a sweat shirt, but Sandy was still afraid to go out in public in anything that might give him away as a guy.

He had reluctantly agreed to tag along when she asked him to go out with her after they got home from the set that afternoon. Los Angeles was a whirl of non-stop parties as the Holidays approached, and Ashley had some serious shopping to do. She was invited to dozens of events, including an A list party at the home of one of Hollywood's hottest producers, and a C list party being thrown by Ben and Robert Prik, the co-executive producers of Wet Girls, that same Friday night. For the hundredth time, she begged Sandy to take her place at the network party.