Arthur Smith's Hollywood Odyssey

Downtown Manhattan, next to the Lower East Side, is the East Village where Jennifer Aniston rented her apartment. It overlooks Queens across the East River and is a residential area in Manhattan.

"Are you going back to Los Angeles?" Jennifer Aniston asked as she held Arthur's arm. They were strolling near Tompkins Square Park.

"Soon. I met with the people from Castle Rock Entertainment a couple of days ago, and my agent has gone back already."

"Now, I'm just waiting for Castle Rock Entertainment to start developing Sleepless in Seattle. My first screenplay will be produced, and it will be my first time as a producer."

"Oh, I'm really looking forward to it!"

Arthur smiled and wrapped his arm around Jennifer Aniston's waist. "You should be happy for me!"

Jennifer Aniston kissed Arthur on the cheek. "Of course, you're the best. You even had a small role in your first movie!"

"That's nothing to brag about," Arthur said, giving Jennifer Aniston's waist a playful squeeze.

"But you filmed for six weeks, so you must have had several scenes," Jennifer Aniston said, a hint of envy in her voice.

Arthur smiled. "Don't worry, you're the future big star!"

At that moment, Jennifer Aniston glanced at a second-hand car shop. Following her gaze, Arthur saw an old Mercedes-Benz 280SL.

"Do you like it?" Arthur asked, pointing to the car.

"No," Jennifer Aniston shook her head. Even though she always looked at it when passing by, the car cost at least $10,000. All her belongings totaled less than $20,000, so she wouldn't spend that money on a car.

Arthur smiled. Jennifer Aniston's eyes couldn't lie. He took her hand and walked into the used car shop.

"Arthur, you..." Jennifer Aniston tried to pull Arthur away.

"Shh, trust me," Arthur kissed her on the cheek with a smile.

"Oh, you two, which car do you like? We have the best second-hand cars in all of downtown Manhattan," a middle-aged man in a suit enthusiastically approached to sell them.

Arthur led Jennifer Aniston to the vintage Mercedes 280SL. "How much for this one?"

"This one? It's one of our rare vintage cars. Excellent performance and in great condition, perfect for a collector," the salesman began.

"Alright, alright, how much?" Arthur interrupted. "People like us prefer the latest models."

"Uh, okay, $13,000," the salesman smiled.

"$13,000? God, you're treating it like an art piece!" Jennifer Aniston exclaimed.

"$13,000," Arthur echoed, looking at the salesman with mock seriousness. "You should wait for a collector to come by for that price."

"How much do you want to pay?"

"Ahem, $8,000," Arthur countered.

"Oh my God, $8,000? You might as well kill me. How about $12,500?"

After some haggling, they settled on $11,000 for the Mercedes 280SL.

"Arthur, why spend the money? I could have bought it myself," Jennifer Aniston frowned as Arthur wrote the check.

"Sweetheart, just test the car. I got paid for my role, and I have a screenplay to sell for tens of thousands more. When the movie starts, I'll get several paychecks from the production," Arthur said, kissing Jennifer again.

While Arthur was writing the check, a female employee handed Jennifer Aniston the keys for a test drive.

"Your boyfriend is so handsome, and he must love you a lot. You're such a lucky girl!" the female employee complimented Jennifer as they drove off.

Jennifer Aniston felt a wave of happiness wash over her. "He's heading back to Los Angeles soon."

"Really? He looks young, is he still a student?" the employee asked.

"He just took a break from school this summer to start working," Jennifer Aniston replied, smiling.

"He must be very capable to attract such a beautiful girl like you," the employee observed.

Soon after, Jennifer Aniston drove the Mercedes 280SL back to her place with Arthur.

"Ugh, $11,000... I think we overpaid," Jennifer Aniston said, sitting on the bed with Arthur.

Arthur leaned back on the bed. "You work at a café near the High Line Park, so driving will save you a lot of time."

The High Line Park wasn't far from the Hudson River, and crossing from the East Village meant traversing much of downtown Manhattan.

Jennifer Aniston then climbed into Arthur's lap, kissing his neck and unbuttoning his shirt, kissing his lips passionately. Arthur responded warmly, his hand roaming over Jennifer's chest.

"Arthur," Jennifer Aniston whispered seductively, her hand caressing Arthur's chest. She then whispered in his ear, "Wait, you lie still and let me take the lead, okay?"

"Okay," Arthur nodded.

Jennifer Aniston smiled and kissed Arthur's neck, moving down to his chest. Soon, Arthur helped her remove his pants, feeling her kisses on his abdomen.

Then, "Ah," Arthur closed his eyes, feeling a rush of sensation, gripping the bed sheets tightly, breathing heavily.

In the bathroom, Jennifer Aniston was rinsing her mouth and coughing. 

"Darling, are you alright?" Arthur asked, looking refreshed and gently rubbing her back.

Jennifer Aniston leaned against Arthur's chest. "I told you to hold back, but you didn't listen and pressed my head down!"

Arthur laughed awkwardly. "How could I hold back in that situation, right?"

"Was it really that good?" Jennifer Aniston asked, recalling Arthur's pleased expression.

"Yeah, it felt amazing," Arthur said, hugging Jennifer. "First time? Did you learn from movies?"

"What else?" Jennifer Aniston wanted her man to enjoy. "I've seen it in movies and discussed it with my friends. They wouldn't believe your body is so great!"

Arthur laughed. "Your conversations are really something!"

Jennifer Aniston didn't respond but smiled. "How would you rate my performance?"

"About 79," Arthur said, caressing Jennifer. "I can't wait for next time!"

"Not even 80," she pouted.

"Practice makes perfect, darling!" Arthur explained with a smile. "I'm heading back to LA and might even go to Seattle. Who knows when I'll be back?"

"Let's wait until night. We'll have a bath and then go out for dinner," Jennifer Aniston agreed to her man's request.

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