CZECH STREETS 43
How was your summer? My holiday letargy ended abruptly with an e-mail from a guy who wanted to wager that I won’t ever convince anyone famous to have sex with me. He said he knows a young Slovak actress, hosting in one of Prague’s theatres… And that’s what I call a challenge! I met the guy at one of her performances and we shaked hands on the whole deal. Although I knew it’s a Mission Impossible operation, I decided to track her with the determination of a horny bulldog. My plan required a lot of preparation, a detailed plan and a heavy bag of money. On D-Day, I got into my best clothes, bought a bouquet of flowers and went to see another one of her shows. Afterwards, I had to wait outside, nervous like a virgin on a first date. When she walked out at last, I introduced myself as her greatest fan and invited her to dinner. She sent me to hell, of course, but then a spark of hope appeared when she agreed to meet me for a cup of coffee the next day. The hook sank in… Her name was Lenka, she was born in Slovakia and we had a nice long chat. I almost forgot that I’m mainly there to just fuck her hard. On the way to the theatre, I had to reveal my cards. And believe me or not, she agreed (for 120.000 Crowns)! And although it cost an appalling heap of cash, fucking a celebrity right in the streets, just a few metres away from a famous theatre was priceless! I’m telling you, this is a smash. I bet I’ll see it on the newsstands tomorrow. So, I’m buying some tabloids and you damn well start downloading, because I bet I won’t get away with this easily.