Page 22 of A Dangerous Game
“Wait! Sinclair, we still have twenty more minutes!” She hollers after me but I keep walking.
As I walk out of the area, I kick my shoes off and run to my dressing room.
On the outside, I’m Sinclair Price, Queen of Porn, but really, I’m Sinclair Mendoza, trying to find my way like the rest of you.
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Getting the kids ready for school has got to be the hardest thing ever about being a caretaker. Jayla and Jenna both think it’s funny to try and get me confused by pretending to be their twin sister. Yeah, you heard me. My nieces are seven year old twins who are driving me insane right now.
“Jayla! Jenna! Come on, we have to go to the bus stop! I can’t drive you today,” I holler up the stairs of my condo in downtown Las Vegas. It’s an expensive place, but the twins seem to like it. I think they like the pool more than anything.
I see two brunette heads come running down the stairs and hear the angry foot falls of their feet. “Why can’t you drive us, Aunt Sin?” Jayla asks. I’m sure it’s her, because she has a collick on the top of her forehead.
“Yeah, how come?” Jenna asks with her deep blue eyes. The same eyes as her sister and my brother. Every time I look at them, I think of him.
I especially feel bad because I walked out on him at the hospital all those years ago. We never had the chance to hash out our problems and the guilt is with me every day.
Feeling sad, and missing Gabe, I usher them to the door. “Come on. Aunt Sin has a meeting to go to this morning.”
Both of the girls walk out the front door and climb into my Range Rover that I got as a present from signing my biggest contract three years ago. I’m really proud of it and I make sure to keep it looking nice and clean as much as I can. Jayla and Jenna both like it because it’s tall and they get to jump down. Also, because it can hold a gaggle of their friends.
Yep, preschool was easy. Elementary school is difficult because now their friends come to their parties and their parents. I wouldn’t say that they treat me immensely different than the other parents, but I do feel the riff between us. I do know that they try to keep their husbands away from me. Silly ass bitches. I’m a porn star, not some predator. Their children are not allowed to have sleep overs at my house because they think I walk around naked or something.
It’s ignorant and not fair to Jayla and Jenna. But, I try to make sure that they are as happy as can be with the situations that we have.
This wouldn't be the first time someone didn't like me. Growing up as the princess of the local MC, I got passed over.
“So, Aunt Sin, are you going to be home when we get home from dance?” Jayla asks. She’s the one that asks the most questions about everything. I keep thinking she’s going to become a cop or something.
“I’ll pick you up from the nanny before dance and take you guys home as well. Don’t forget though, tomorrow you are sleeping over at Angela’s. All right?”
Angela is one of my friends at the studio. Yes, she is a porn star too and yes, we have hooked up a few times. Lesbian porn is where it’s at right now and if you want to make money, you got to eat box as well. She’s a nice woman who is also a single mother to twin boys around my nieces ages. They all get along though. Their nanny, Kate, is also my nanny but I don’t have her watch the girls as often as Angela does.
I need to be a parent before I’m anything else. Even if I’m a substitute.
“Yay! We get to see Barrett and Brady!” Jenna hollers and punches the air with her little fists. “I love spending the night at their house, Aunt Sin. They have fun animals and stuff. When can we get fun animals and stuff?”
Little do they know, that I have intentions on getting them each a puppy for their Christmas present this year. Jayla and Jenna will get their own because I don’t want to listen to them complain about not spending time with their puppy. I managed to find a breeder who still has a litter of Golden Retrievers and two brothers left.
“When you each get jobs and pick up their poop,” I quip back and pull into the school.
As I drive my SUV through the bus circle, I notice that several parents are there dropping off their kids. This is just fucking great. It’s almost Christmas break and I have managed to get away from these trophy wives.
“Move aside, ladies. She’s here,” one of them says as she looks at her kid and pushes him aside.
Oh no! He’s going to catch the porn gene!
My nieces are already running in the doors of the school to get to class before I can kiss them goodbye. This is a new occurrence and at first I was upset that they didn’t want to kiss me bye, but at least they like the school.
I ignore the gossiping women who seem to think that I haven’t ever been treated like I have the plague before, I walk to my car. Once inside, I notice that all of them are looking at me over their shoulders. I’m trying desperately hard to not flip the fuck out on them and get through this, but today I want to punch all of them.
Back in the day, if I were still hanging around the MC, I would have shown them a thing or two about respect. I hate when people think they are better than me just because they are a housewife or something.
Driving to the studio, I feel better and more in control of my surroundings by being here. I like being here and the feel of actually doing something to provide for my family. Yeah, I take my clothes off and suck some dick, but it pays the bills. At least I’m getting paid for it. Many people don’t realize how controlled the environment is and it’s not some giant orgy.
Every actor or actress has their own room and gets to pick their own video that they want. We’re never forced to sleep with someone if we don’t want to.
Like I said, we’re in control.
