The hard part of the evening was having to get out of bed, get back into my suit and drive home to Long Beach and spending the evening alone without the love of my life, Mr. Jay Scott Berry, who had returned after a thirty year absence. I felt as if I was living in a movie…waiting for my fairy tale ending……….
The next morning Jay had interview with a newspaper journalist, Marge Baron that had been set-up by his publicist. We were all to meet at Art’s delicatessen in Studio City. I arrived about 15 minutes late…not bad considering I had had such a late night. The hardest thing I had to do was to sit across from his publicist and act as if nothing was going on between myself and Jay–this would be the first of many such encounters. Being someone’s mistress just did not sit well with me at all.
I was impressed with how Jay handled the interview–quite the charmer he was. Well we were all being charmed at that point seeing as how we all believed what he had to say. Marge and her husband were quite a lovely couple. You could see the love they emanated for each other.
That evening Jay and I were to attend Agape church.
I was hoping to introduce him to Reverend Michael Bernard Beckwith. That was another challenge to get through. Here I was at my church with the married man I was having an affair with. Seriously I thought we would have an earthquake or the ceiling of the church would cave in. I felt as if I had a bright neon “A” flashing over my head. Well, needless to say there was no earthquake and the roof of the church did not cave in but I was quite uncomfortable the couple of times Jay started talking about his wife without anyone asking. I don’t know if that was the guilt taking (if that’s even possible with this man) or his form of misdirection–sure talk about the wife and no one will suspect you are having an affair with your personal manager who just happened to be one of your girl-friends when you were a teen-ager.
Service at Agape was amazing and I did get to introduce Jay to Rev. Michael briefly–all the while I felt as if the Rev. could see the truth about us as if he had some kind of x-ray vision like superman.
After services Jay followed me in his rental car back to my apartment. Yes, of course we had sex that evening and yes it was as great as the night before. And yes Jay spent the night at my place. The following morning we were driving out to Las Vegas……..to be continued……
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