LOTHARIO
The Saga Continues
IN BED WITH A LOTHARIO
THE SUITES
Each Lothario member is entitled to his own private suite at the second level of the palace. He has unlimited use of it for as long as he is a member of the club. But most of the time, the Lotharios who get married surrender their keys and just use the other facilities of the club at the ground floor or maintain thier benefits at the golf course and driving range. Another extension benefit of the club would be the scheduled use of the Formula 21 Speedway in Pampanga near the Subic bay, another venture of Alexis' and his closest friends which is nearing its completion.
Alexis' Suite
X actually lives on top of the Lothario Palace but he has his own suite at the second level of the building where he entertains his "friends" in private. His rooftop digs is limited to his closest associations only. If you've got entree into that super exclusive inner sanctum, then you must be very close to him.
Jordan Lavega's Suite
Jordan's high profile romance with Angelina Yulo had never diminished the hot action within this suite. But then, any Lothario won't ever be tamed unless he is with the right woman. His equally high-profile break up with the heiress had been the talk of the entire country for weeks now. Known as a ruthless businessman with the cunning of a jackal, he is nothing but Mr. Cool in the company of the merry geishas. But shhhh, what happens here, remains here, ok? You are given a private peek inside the palace and discretion is a must if you want to come back. Jordan is a very private person. Well, until Jaq Montero steals his fiancee and his privacy has been kaput since then. But hey, all-business-Jordan is not the kind of guy who mops about a failed relationship which he considers as just a miscalculated investment. He's got a new "investment" in fact, in the form of Sherry Yulo, his ex-fiancee's younger sister. I guess he wants to keep it all in the family eh? How medieval. But, would Sherry be a good investment this time or he is in for a bigger trouble that he could have ever imagined.
Geoff Laxamana's Suite
Okay, this burger chain heir (his family's giant fast food chain is practically feeding the entire nation) is always the life of the party. If there is one guy so well-liked by the geishas, it's ol' G, coz they say that he always hits the right spot and gets off right on time, too! Gee hee hee! Geoff is an advocate of slammin' in style. If ya know what I mean. This suite is never lacking in excitement indeed.
Rad Yulo's Suite
If Rad is known for his legendary volatile temper, it's no wonder that he is blazing in bed, too. Never ever come into his orbit of you're not prepared to get burned, I mean burned bigtime. Ah, but this is the kind of fire you'd wanna play with over and over. This suite is an inferno!
Ram's Suite
Mr. Cool as Ice's taste always runs in the laid back, hard and cerebral. Even in his choice of colors, he likes it uncomplicated, austere and serene. But do not be fooled by his utter calm and his rational reasoning under the most aggravating situations. This analytical dude is like quicksilver and he can change from being cold to metal hot in a flash if he desires to. He could definitely give you the time of your life when he let's his wild side out of the cage. He likes to win so beware of challenging him. You may very likely lose. But, would it be such a loss tangling with his dude when the price of surrender is endless ecstasy?
CLUB X
Eve and her X-lover
X and EVE cross paths at the Hermes Lounge. She's sipping Margarita, he's drinking a bottle of…Bud?
EVE: (eyeing X’s bottle of beer) Playing it cool tonight, buster?
X: (sits on a loveseat opposite EVE) A man can only take so much alcohol.
EVE: Tsk tsk. Losing your edge, hotshot?
X: (grins wickedly and crooks his finger, beckoning her) Why don’t ya come here and find out for yourself, sweetheart?
EVE: (sizing X from head to toe, then drinks from her glass) I don’t easily come, ya know that. It would take more than a crook of your wicked fingers, darling.
X: (chuckles) Ah, Evie. I missed that saucy tongue o’ yours.
EVE: Yeah, I’m the only one who could push all your buttons the right way.
X: (looking away)
EVE: (brows raising)You mean there’s someone else who could work you out better now?
X: (shakes his head)
EVE: (stares at X) Ooooh Shit. You’re in trouble, man.
X: (looks at Eve, annoyed) What are ya talking about?
EVE: I know that look.
X: What look?
EVE: The I-haven’t-gotten-laid-in-week look.
X: (laughs sarcastically) You’re crazy. You know I can’t last two days without it.
EVE: Really, huh? That’s not what I heard.
X: From who?
EVE: Dahling, I built this place. I know every nook and cranny, every tiny little secret.
X: (shifting uncomfortably in his seat) And what have you heard?
EVE: That you didn’t enter the last Citizen Dildo Contest.
X: (looks annoyed) I’m busy at work. BW is giving me hell.
EVE: (smirks) You’re never too busy for excesses, my man. I know you.
X: (assumes a sullen face)
EVE: So? Why’s that?
X: (shrugs)It’s time for the other guys to win.
EVE: (teasing tone)Or maybe you were afraid you won’t even manage a quarter of your record last year, which I recall was 42-geishas in 24 hours. Or maybe, you won’t even have the inclination to nail one?
X: You have a colorful imagination, Eve. Maybe you’ve been too long without me. Why don’t we just get it on, huh? Your suite or mine?
EVE: Hmmm. Wanna bet on that?
X: (eyes flaring) On what?
EVE: I say you won’t even manage to kiss me senseless.
X: (clenches his jaw) I’ll kiss you senseless now.
EVE: (grins wickedly) Hmmm, a million bux IF we ever get our asses to the second floor. Which, I strongly doubt.
X: (keeps silent for a full minute, bows his head, stares at his bottle of beer)
EVE: (stares at X) Well, buster? Are you on?
X: (speaks quietly after awhile) A’ight. You win.
EVE: (whistles softly) I’ll be damned.
X: Yeah. Say that again. (exhales harshly)
EVE: Do I know her? She’d better be a lot better than me.
X: (remains silent, gives Eve a hard look)
EVE: Tell me or I won’t stop bugging you. I always get what I want anyway.
X: (sighs) Her name is Yandra.
EVE: Hmmm. I bet she’s an innocent young thing.(sarcastic tone)
X: (snorts) A virgin, I’m sure of that. Innocent? Hardly.
EVE: (chuckles) And I’m absolutely sure you haven’t nailed her yet.
X: (doesn’t comment)
EVE: And that your conscience is preventing you from having your way with her.
X: (inhales sharply)
EVE: (laughs) Oh man…! Finally…You’re gone! (laughs some more)
X, looking frustrated walks out on EVE.
Come to Daddy, Baby Eve feeling like a goddess, approached a group of lotharios at the Grand Salon. EVE: hey guys. Mind if I join you? RUSSEL: (standing up and assisting Eve into a loveseat) A beautiful lady is always a welcome company. EVE: Thank you, Russel. Hey guys. (smiling at Blue and Marco) BLUE: "What would you have, Evie? It’s on me. EVE: (smiles sexily) Don’t ask this a woman what she wants, Blue. You might just be tempted to give it to her. Margarita, please. (The men chuckle) BLUE: (signals for the a waitress in a Catwoman outfit) Honey, Margarita for Evie and another round of beer for us. (The waitress left to get the drinks) EVE: So how’s fatherhood treating you guys? BLUE: getting the hang of it. RUSSEL: Elle is so smart. She can count now. MARCO: (impressed) Talaga? Me and Kelly are planning to transfer our kid to another montessorri. Mas maganda ba sa school ni Elle? RUSSEL: Yeah. Satisfied naman kami ni Ally so far. Mabuti pa nga ilipat mo na ang anak mo sa school ni Elle para may kalaro ang anak ko. Ganyan naman daw ang pre-schoolers, puro laro lang muna. EVE: Guys… BLUE: (eagerly joining in the topic) Si Sasha kaya, pwede ng mag-school? Marunong ng pumindot ng keyborad ng computer ang anak ko. Tinuturuan nga ni Lena na mag-piano. RUSSEL: Mas maganda siguro na iisang school na lang ang mga anak natin ano? I’ll ask Lucky, DL and Nic kung payag sila. Mas magkikita pa tayo palagi. EVE: Guys… MARCO: (agreeing enthusiastically)Yeah! Why didn’t we think of that before? BLUE: Sige, call kami ni Lena diyan. EVE: Hey guys! Yooohooo! BLUE: Mga pare, may naimbento akong laro sa computer na pambata. Reregaluhan ko ang mga anak ninyo. It’s really cool. Matututo silang magbilang, mag-abc, mag-drawing at kumanta. Kayo ang unang makakasubok niyon bago ko ilabas sa market. EVE: (stands up and walks out) RUSSEL: Hey Evie, where ya goin, sweety? EVE: I’m gonna look for a Daddy who would baby ME.
THE LION and the TEMPTRESS
EVE: Hey,
DL: Never better, Eve. Never better.
EVE: I heard that your F-21 Speedway in
DL: Yup. Almost. We’re gonna open it with the very first ever Philippine Grandprix early next year.
EVE: Wow! So who’s in this with you again?
DL: Uhm, my wife of course, Monique, X, Kit and other minor stockholders.
EVE: (looking at DL with sultry eyes) Don’t ya miss your F-21 days as a champion?
DL: (smiling wistfully) Yes I do. But I have more important things on my mind
now, like family.
EVE: Ah, Monique is a lucky woman.
DL: (grinning arrogantly) Yeah, she is.
EVE: (touching DL’s thigh provocatively) Does she like speed?
DL: (coughing uncomfortably) Uhm, yes she does.
EVE: (squeezes DL’s thigh)And don’t you just love speed, sugar?
DL: Y-yes…I do…
EVE: (drawing circles on DL's thigh) But ya know what I like in a man, DL?”
DL: (breathing a bit faster) What…?
EVE: I like a man who is very competitive and wants to dominate the race, but…
DL: But... what?
EVE: But I like him better if he manages to finish after me.
DL: (standing abruptly and wagging a finger at EVE) You are one naughty woman
Eve. (laughs nervously)
EVE: I have my moments, sugar. Wanna race with me? I’ll give ya pole position if you promise three laps of pure adrenaline action.
DL: (Coughs) You, Eve could temp a married man to damnation.
EVE: (looking at DL innocently) I meant a real race, sweetheart. I can drive really fast, ya know.
DL: (Chuckling) Yeah right. And I’m Superman. Sorry, honey, I’m taken.
EVE: (pouts) Too bad. You don’t know what you’re missing, sweety.
DL: (laughing this time) My wife is a crackshot. She doesn’t miss.
EVE: (sighs) I rest my case.
POKER EXTRAORDINAIRE
The Gamehall. Eve is playing poker with Robert Lee Beck III, the notorious gambler.
EVE: You can’t beat my cards, sweety. I’ve got a winning hand.
ROB: (Grinning sexily) Oh yeah? My hand is better. It will make ya come… ”
EVE: (eyebrows raising)
ROB: Undone, sweetheart. It’ll undo your set o’ cards.
EVE: Hmm, I could raise you bigger and higher…
ROB: Oh yeah? How big and high can you get me?
EVE: I mean your bet, sweety. I’ll raise you another hundred thousand.
ROB: (face going blank)
EVE: Are you up to it, Robby? (leans forward, showing her cleavage)
ROB: (Stares) Do you want it hard, baby?
EVE: Oooh yeah, if you meant cold, hard cash.
ROB: (puts in a hundred K worth of chips) But I don’t want cash from you if I win.
EVE: What do you want then?
ROB: One night with you.
EVE: (smiles seductively) To do what?
ROB: (grins wickedly) An all night poker session of course.
EVE: (leans back in her seat) Call.
ROB: (lays down his cards.) (Three aces, two kings)
EVE: (lays down her cards) ( Three Queens, two aces)
ROB: Not bad, baby. But I won.
EVE: (smiling wickedly) The game ain’t over yet, handsome. I could make you fold with just a single hand later.
ROB: (laughing out loud) Ah baby, in that case, I’d willingly surrender. But i don't fold so easily. It'll take lotsa rounds to do that.
EVE: Promise?
ROB: (takes her hand) Let's go to my suite.
Solitary Knight
I sit here in the dark, inside my opulent, empty room, holding a bottle of Scotch. Alone. Downstairs, my little kingdom is alive, consuming every second of the night with the hunger and excitement of a boy on the verge of his very first sexual adventure. Every night is like that, the same exhilarating orgy of human pleasures, like it’s the last night for everyone, as if tomorrow will no longer come. I should be downstairs, partaking in the bounty that stems from my very own coffers. I own everything here. I am the lord and master. I have a banquet waiting for me, a variety of entertainment ready for me. All I have to do is haul my lazy ass downstairs and I would be served like a king. But nothing could seem to take me away from this blasted vacuum tonight. Nothing worth tasting. Nothing worth seeing or smelling. Nothing worth feeling. Nothing. This is a strange feeling really. But it’s here like a specter of darkness that suddenly came and engulfed me and I could do nothing about it. It will stay till it’s ready to go. Man, this is really a bummer. Am I bored or what? Boredom is a luxury only for the small thinkers. And I pride myself for being an over-achieving, Machiavellian monster. Boredom bores the shit out of me.(Sigh) I wonder sometimes if I’ve already seen too much, tasted too much, felt too much that nothing gets my adrenaline pumping and vibrating like a high-voltage wire anymore? Or maybe…I haven’t seen nothin’yet? Geeez, isn’t that the most stupid question coming from a man who’d fucked his way through all four corners of the world? Maybe Yandra is right…I need to see more. But what? That little minx is causing me all these weird thoughts. Yandra…Yandra…what am I going to do with you, baby?
Ain't she lucky?
Eve: What is the difference between lust and love?
Lucky de Angelo : Lust is what you feel when you cannot tolerate a lousy fuck. Love is what you feel when after a lousy fuck, you kiss your lover and tell her "next time will be much better, baby. I promise."
Eve: Ohhh Lucky, honey, I envy your wife.
Lucky: (grinning wickedly) Oh yeah? Kate hates next times. Her favorite line is now, now, now!
Eve: Ooooh, now you're the lucky man.
Lucky: Yup. My name must be charmed.
