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      “Maybe I am a little screwed up,” Sadie countered, more determined by the minute. 
“But I’m going to take my chances and break out of this life. I want to be someone else,
go somewhere else. Ricardo is my ticket to everywhere, and is offering me a chance to see
what the inner me has to offer. He said I have what it takes to be competitive for one of
Distinctive Productions’ Faire Game.”
      “What the hell does that mean?” Karen asked her expression indicating skepticism.
      It is slang for the performers that surpass expectations,” Sadie answered a feeling
of superiority creeping into her sense of purpose.  “It is an expression that applies to
female actresses that gets top billing at his shows, pageants and Masques.”
      “Sounds like he runs one of those silly Renaissance Faire things,” Karen followed
up.
      “Close, but the events he puts on are not family fare,” Sadie retorted with
increasing disdain.  “Think private adult affairs with wild Mardi Gras rowdiness, drinking
free-for-alls and orgies based on various period themes.”
      “Does that mean you have to show?” Alice asked her eyes wide with possibilities.
      “I’ve been led to believe gratuitous nudity is part of the performances,” Sadie
answered, retrieving her suitcase.  “And depending on the role being played, fondling and
even sex is part of the act, some pain play...all of which one can see in most movies made
these days.”
      “Sadie, we have been friends since grade school,” Karen said sounding uneasy.
“We’ve been there for each other through thick and thin...even shared a few boys long the
way. So please take this from one friend to another. Is this sort of like being a sex
professional? I mean a prostitute can be considered an entertainer.”
      “Look,” Sadie blurted.  “I’ve had my ass whipped on a regular basis for over a
year, and took the thrashings in stride. The kicker was that my ex was using my welted
curves as a means to work up for poking that tart Mary Anne.  This time I’m going to get
paid to put out, living large as different personas out of the past and travel the world
in the process. What’s not to like?”
      “That it sounds like you are getting yourself into some weird and dangerous stuff,”
Alice answered a hand over her mouth. 
      “Sadie, Alice is taking sense,” Karen quickly added. “We’ve all gotten our butts
ripened with a cane or belt...and punched around some.  Southern boys like beating a girl
as much as they do fucking us...probably more is some cases.  That’s part of the scene
down home...as is unmentionable promiscuous sex. But this venture you are running to join
has all the makings of getting ones bottom or back whipped or worse...and indiscriminate
fucking.  In other words, going where you’re headed makes the boy’s sexual games down home
seem like child’s play.”
      “There’s no going back,” Sadie responded packing her things. “I’ve already
auditioned, was accepted and signed a three year contract.  I leave with Ricardo tonight
on his private jet. We are flying to the northwest for a medieval performance of some
kind, and my initial introduction to the cast and performance details.” 
      “Why am I thinking casting couch,” Karen said her expression turning to one of
having lost the argument only to be fascinated by the developing outcome.
      “Yeah we had sex,” Sadie smugly confirmed. “It was fascinating fucking.  And, as
Ricardo said I have the body for it.”
      “There’s more,” Karen continued to press with open curiosity.  “I sense it.”
      “We’ve known each other too long.”
      “Well?”
      “OK damn it.  I agreed to take a dozen with his belt to prove I had the sensual
mettle for being considered as a candidate for Faire Game.  Nothing more unusual than
that, I assure you.”
      “Did he tell you what your first part was going to be?” Karen asked with a clear
expression of astonishment.
      “He gave me several choices,” Sadie answered, “saying he would work to include my
part in the upcoming shows.”
      “And what role did you chose?” both friends asked.
      “A character I have dreamed about playing,” Sadie answered smiling knowing she was
being provocative, “that of a Medieval slave girl.”
      “This is sounding nastier by the minute,” Alice whispered.
      “I hope it is,” Sadie responded grabbing her suitcase and leaving Alice’s angst
playing against Karen’s open jealousy.
      Sadie’s next stop was a medieval night’s fantasy show. Ricardo had promised that
the performance would exceed her wildest nightmares.  And that was going to be a hard bill
to fill.