The Actor's Contract
“An occasional bunny here, a groupie there, maybe a fan or two in a hot tub … but never hoes.”
“Bunny?” I echo.
“Puck-bunnies … ” Mel snorts. “Girls who want to fuck professional hockey players. You do know that the black thingy they shoot into the goal is called a puck?” I nod. I’ve learned that from Lee.
Recently.
“Well, PUCK,” she swings her left hand in a feminine, gay flick so the palm shows up, “BUNNY,” then she does the same thing with her right hand.
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