Orlando

He was no good for me, I knew that. Something about him called to me. If he were a merman he would beckon me with a siren call. Orlando and I have played this game of tug of war since as far back as I can remember. He wants me, I want him and yet we do nothing about it. But when we graduate high school and go our separate ways and Im on set and hes sitting in the producers chair; I run as fast as I can but it just wasnt fast enough. He knew I was an actress but he had no idea I traveled overseas to work in the porn industry and I had no clue he did as well. Theres just one small problem. Hes married, or in the midst of getting a divorce. I wont believe it until I see it, so until then, hes just my boss and Im just his hired porn actress. Ive thought about quitting this job and just going back to the states early, but that one damn name, the one that flows off my tongue keeps me here. O.R.L.A.N.D.O