”She paused with a look of wry bitterness.“Or to speak quite plainly Margot. I became sex-starved!”Iris looks at me boldly,” Tell me Margot, h...as this life deprived you of sex?”I put down my glass; surprised at her candour. Yet suddenly I felt activated.“Why dam it Iris, Yes It has!” I declared wryly, “ I’ve been badly starved of sex! Why I even get envious if I see dogs at it in the street! “ I said unflinchingly.”Iris laughed mirthlessly, “Like a bitch on heat Margot?” And placing a hand on my. ”“Yes, and?” I asked encouraging her, hoping to entice more out of her.“This is still turning you on isn’t it?’ Sam observed.One look at my swelling cock was all the answer she needed.“I went down on her, licked her pussy. I fingered her, made her cum. She did the same to me. I’d never had sex with a woman before. It was new and exciting. We spent the afternoon in bed savouring each other. We still do when we get the chance.” We were laying side by side and Sam was stroking my cock. She knew. So I started on one about surfing the big wave. It was about two surfers chasing the big wave from California to Australia to Hawaii. It was more action than dialog. I finished up the script early in the winter of 1986.We got Patrick Swayze and Rob Lowe to star in it. The movie was filmed mostly on location, and final cost was Seven million, it grossed world wide Seventy-seven million. I wrote, directed, and produced the film for 20% of the net gross. Shannon was not in this film, is why I. I felt a little like a voyeur. She was a fine woman, and I wasn't the only one who noticed. She was swaying a little, but still managed to slap away an errant grope. Men.Her eyes were brighter as she plopped back down. I knew that look. Even 10 years off blow, I remembered the one good thing -- it let me get stinking drunk and still maintain. But oh, when the bill came due, you paid and paid... "Meg -- doing OK?" Sure Tom, I'm great. Great. So we gonna talk or drink here?"We did both. Another.