"You have reached the offices of Throb Magazine -- no one is able to take your call at the moment, but you are important to us -- if this regarding Modeling, press #1, if this is regarding the Snapshot, press #2, if this is regarding..."
I pressed #2.
"Thank you for calling Throb Magazine and the Snapshot Department. If you have photos which you think are HOT & THROBBING, we are interested. Please send them to..."
I hung up.
And tried later, finally getting a real person on the phone.
Little good it did. I'd decided to do my damndest to get the stupid pictures back, I knew this couldn't have happened at a worse time -- what with that sonofabitch Rudy Marinaro stalking Drew. I knew if this happened -- if these pictures somehow made it into the magazine, Drew would go off the deep end. And I wasn't about to let that happen.
But I was too late...
"I'm sorry, Mr. uhhhh, Mr. Lewis but you sent us those photos several days ago, they were quite good -- quite professional -- and we've sent them to the printer. They'll be seen in.... well, our Editor did a rush -- they'll be on the newsstand in a matter of weeks. Congratulations."
Damnit!
Damnit!
Damnit!
What would happen if Drew saw those pictures? What would he do? How would something like this affect his court case with the suit against Marinaro? I began to feel the ripple effect. Badly.
What about us? Would he be able to trace it to me? Would Greg?
What about Mark Fitzgerald acting as Drew's lawyer? Would a judge everside on a stalking case with the plaintiff posing nude in a Gay Porn magazine?
What about Andrew's parents? His family? What if they found out?
What about any investors in Andrew's own company? W