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question. That was classic . Everyone was cracking up over that.’
    ‘Oh yeah?’ No recollection .
    ‘Then you had to ask me another one, and it was so funny.’
    ‘Uh-huh?’ Still nothing.
    ‘Then you snapped my strap and my boob fell out, and all the guys in the audience started cheering and whistling.’Giggling now, Tania’s eyes were lit with satisfaction as she added,‘The women went mad, though. You should have seen them, slapping their boyfriends for looking, and everything!’
    ‘Well, you have got nice tits,’ Larry murmured, feeling the hard-on that had died creeping back to life as he eyed her jutting nipples.
    Spotting the movement beneath the quilt, she gave him a catlike smile. ‘Still want that coffee, or would you rather—’
    The phone started to ring before she had a chance to finish the sentence. Glancing at the clock, Larry groaned when he saw that it was only nine-thirty. No one with any sense would disturb him at this time of the morning, so it had to be Jeremy Hislop calling to give him a bollocking. He had half a mind to ignore the phone but decided he might as well get it out of the way so that he could get on with shagging thingy here in peace.
    ‘Do us a favour and get us that coffee while I take this,’ he said, waving her towards the door. ‘You’ll find everything you need in the kitchen.’
    Blowing him a kiss, ecstatic that everything seemed to be going so well between them now that he’d remembered who she was, Tania slid off the bed and sashayed out of the room.
    Reaching for the phone when she’d gone, Larry started speaking immediately, intent on depriving Jeremy of the pleasure of lecturing him.
    ‘Yes, Jez, I know I was a twat, but I’m really, really sorry, and I promise it’ll never happen again.’
    ‘You’re right there,’ his agent, Georgina Wise, replied coolly. ‘You’re sacked.’
    Frowning because he hadn’t expected to hear her voice – or to hear what she’d just said – Larry said, ‘What are you talking about?’
    ‘You’re sacked,’ she repeated. ‘I’ve just had Jeremy on the phone, and he says Frank’s absolutely had it with you.’
    Sure that it was a wind-up – Frank’s way of punishing him for taking off before the after-show party – Larry said, ‘All right, Georgie, you can quit now. We both know I’m worth way too much for Frank to want rid of me.’
    ‘Not any more,’ Georgie countered, her serious tone making Larry wonder if this was actually for real. ‘As of now, your contract is terminated.’
    ‘He can’t do that,’ Larry blustered. ‘And if he tries, I’ll have him in court so fast for unfair dismissal his head will explode.’
    ‘He can, and he has,’ Georgie replied. ‘And if I were you, I’d read the papers before you make any threats about suing anybody, because you’ve given him more than enough rope to hang you with this time. And you can’t say you weren’t warned. I mean, did you really think you’d get away with being drunk on air?’
    ‘Christ, trust Frank to overreact,’ Larry snorted. ‘All this fuss over one little drink.’
    ‘You were pissed as a fart,’ Georgie reminded him. ‘And I don’t even want to know what you thought you were playing at when you exposed that girl’s breast.’
    ‘So I like tits,’ Larry drawled unconcernedly. ‘Shoot me, why don’t you.’
    ‘This is not a joke,’ Georgie told him irritably. ‘And Frank’s adamant that he’s not going to change his mind this time. He says it’s bad enough having to justify putting you on the telethon in the first place, but what you did with that girl—’
    ‘Exposing one stupid tit?’Larry interrupted.‘Do me a favour! It’d be the highlight of the show, if the public had even seen it – which we both know they didn’t, because Jeremy would have edited it out as soon as it happened. What’s the big deal?’
    ‘The big deal,’ Georgie echoed, ‘is what you did after you left the studio.’
    ‘Stop