Movie Trailer #1

As the movie opens Cabana Man  has just returned home to his Vancouver Studio Apartment from a brief visit to Paris where he and two of his men put down a revolt by the French Maid Union- a wannabe group that fashioned themselves after the Evil Wenches in all but one crucial area-sex. Sex with them, although satisfying left him wanting for more, So he decides to visit his favorite bar in hopes of finding a woman that can match his hunger.1

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He sits in a corner booth with his back to the wall, nursing his rye, not the cheap stuff the barkeep feeds the drunks, but a bottle of special reserve kept in a separate cupboard just for his use. He has a friend in the owner, and the owner has a friend in him.3

finishing his drink and now chewing on the ice, he watches two very attractive women on the dance floor. They are dancing to an old eighties tune  he  had never liked. With a nod to the doorman he leaves his seat and goes behind the bar to pour himself a drink. As the music stops abruptly he looks up into the mirror to catch the reaction of the women who had been dancing. They stare at the back of his head as if trying to drill through it, and he smiles to himself and takes a sip of his rye. Instead of returning to his booth right away, he walks over to the jukebox to find a tune he likes, all the while keeping track of the two women who had returned to their table near the door. picking his songs he drops a coin in the slot and returns to his seat as the first strains of Stevie Wonders "Isn't she lovely" fills the bar with music.4

As he sits down a pretty barmaid comes up to ask if he needs anything, then realizing who he was, blushes a deep red and retreats to the kitchen in too big of a hurry. He chances a glance at the women and notices with only a touch of alarm that one had disappeared. "bathroom" he thinks and a smile comes to his face as the ladies room door opens and the brunette walks out."So predictable". Her eyes fall upon his and he reads a hunger there that feels familiar. Breaking the contact with a wink he quickly drains his drink. 5

Stevie is in full swoon when his steak and lobster arrive and he digs in. He hasn't eaten anything since the flight attendant on the flight from Paris. And although he had gotten his fill, his stomach was cursing him for drinking before eating, so was his bladder. he makes his way through his dinner and a half bottle of British Columbia Merlot that he has flown in from Canada for the owner. He is interrupted several times by men and women both, who come up to offer thanks and congratulations for various reasons. With the push of a hidden button the barmaid returns and clears his dishes, leaving behind a small scrap of paper. When she is back in the kitchen he picks it up and unfolds it: Tasha 555-0690 is all it says, and he tucks it into his pocket. "If things don't go well tonight", he thinks "I may have to stay after closing and properly meet this Tasha, since she is bold enough to give me her number".6

The ladies are at the juke box again he notices out of the corner of his eye. This time they put on a slow song, by some one hit wonder from the early nineties. Shifting in his seat he realizes he needs to visit the men's room and nods to the doorman who goes to check and to clear it. When the doorman returns and nods, he slides out of the booth and makes his way to the men's room, detouring to pass near the table where the women sit smoking and dancing in their seats.7

As he stands at the urinal and relieves himself, a pair of hands encircle his hips and trace around him and take over the duty of holding it for him. A soft purr escapes into his ear as urinating becomes difficult. Then he is aware of the scent, a very expensive perfume worn only by a certain kind of woman. His pleasure quickly turns to alarm as he comes to a stark realization, but retains his cool composure. slowly turning around he comes face to face with a woman  he recognizes. "Hello Modern Mistress" he says in a voice so calm that the sureness in her eyes flickers just a little. "Hello Great, so nice to see you. did you enjoy your visit with my niece in Virginia last week"? she says in a voice that would send lesser men to their knees. "I hear you left her high and dry".8

" I may have left her high, but she was anything but dry sweet lady" he says in with a confident chuckle. "and besides if her husband had found me, I would not be here with you tonight". that last bringing a smile to her face. She grabs him by the jacket and pulls him into the stall directly behind her, and he closes and locks the door. Quickly she is on him covering his face and neck with kisses and bites as she pulls his already opened pants down past his hips and purrs again at the sight of him. She makes a move to drop to her knees and he grabs her by the wrist and covers her mouth with his, his tongue searching for hers and finding it. He lifts her into the air and stands her on the toilet tank and lifts up her skirt to find no underwear, and dips his face in for a soft slow lick that sends shivers up  her spine as well as other more delicate places. She puts both her hands on his bald head and presses his face into her. He continues his task until she becomes shaky kneed with pleasure and as she reaches orgasm and is lost in the moment he pulls  something from his jacket pocket. When her orgasm subsides he stands up and kisses her hard on the mouth. As she licks her flavor from his face, he lovingly caresses her arm, bringing it up to kiss the underside of her wrist.9

And in a flash he has one handcuff around her wrist and another around the safety bar. She looks at him in shock and dismay, but is too spent to cry out in alarm. He smiles at her sweetly and opens the stall door to leave. "Wait"! she whispers hoarsely, and he turns to face her. 10

" Call me" is all she says, and he shakes his head and leaves her there to explain herself to all the drunk men who happen to se her.11

He had known, of course, that they were there. The owner told him they had been in every night for a week, going through the local guys like a bowling ball through a strike. How clever they thought were, to seek him at the one place he is known to frequent. Such sloppiness would not be looked upon kindly by their Queen.12

As he leaves the restroom he notices the other has left the bar. So sure of their success that they didn't feel the need for backup. Silly women. He tips the doorman and grabs a bottle of Merlot off the bar and heads off into the night to return home to his apartment and write the events down in his journal. he notes that he did not recognize the other woman and chalks it up to her being a new recruit. Before hitting the sheets he does his evening ritual of checking his locks and setting his state of the art alarm system before entering the vault that serves as his bedroom and locking the door behind him. Crawling into bed, he looks at a framed portrait of a beautiful woman with auburn hair which sits on his nightstand and mumbles  "I can't believe they turned you into an Evil Wench", and with sadness in his heart and Merlot on his breath, he drifts off into a much needed sleep, making a mental note to call the owner of the bar sometime the next day and tell him to release the woman he had left hancuffed in the stall.-end scene 113