Chapter 344: Eulalie Guidry, 14, Back in the Saddle...

Eulalie Guidry herself traveled down to Sausalito to wrap up some film promotion details. She met with Cherry and Slim in the mayor’s office. Gigi sat in, along with Darlene and Karisha. Kate was on vacation in Key West.

Eulalie smiled gently, “Charity, your life is going to change —drastically.”

“I feel like it already has.”

“Hon, you have no idea. But it’s going to be good changes — spectacularly good.”

“Okay.” Cherry was still on a bit of a high — getting to live with Slim. But also a little nervous being with the Eulalie Guidry. Her first-ever audience with the legendary girl.

“You’ll be going on a world tour, but let’s start with your life after you come back home.”

“Okay.”

“Oh, wait. I forgot — there’s a little business to conduct. Here’s a check for $25,000.”

Cherry gasped.

“The real money is going to come from your share of “Son-Fuckers” revenue. You’ll earn one-half of one-percent of the net. And the net will be the real net — not some Hollywood accountant’s fiction.”

“Oh, God.”

“We still have some post-production costs ahead of us, but the main expenditures will be distribution and marketing.”

Eulalie knew the words didn’t mean much to Cherry. “Bottom line is, you should expect a minimum of $100,000 over the next few months. Your share will drop off then, but you’ll still have residuals and merch-money coming in.”

“Oh, God, thank you so much Ms. Guidry.”

“You’re quite welcome — and you’ll earn it. Now, Darlene is keeping you on the Miss-Kitty payroll — that’s $500 a week. With Slim’s earnings, you two will have more than enough to live on.”

Cherry nodded, wide-eyed.

“So, I’m investing your $25,000 and the subsequent film-earnings for you. You’ll receive a monthly statement showing how you’re doing.”

“Thank you. I’m not too good with money.”

“Honey, the main thing is you don’t have to worry about it. So. you’ll be free to concentrate on doing what Darlene tells you to.”

More nodding. Things were coming at her so fast.

No one in the room thought the exact words, but everyone was quite aware of Eulalie’s quiet authority. She spoke softly, didn’t interrupt, didn’t lecture. But they knew that the 14-year-old girl ran the town. In her spare time. And was, ultimately, in charge of the pussy. Was the driving force behind “Son-Fuckers”.

“Okay, Charity — you’ll be going on a world tour to promote the film. We’ll come back to that. When you’re back home, Christian will stop by to see you and Slim every day after school. He’ll stay for dinner, then go home with CC.”

Eulalie paused to let the implications sink in.

“Oh. He won’t be living with me anymore?”

“Not full time. He’ll spend some weekends with you — but that’s up to Slim.”

“But I’lll still see him every day?”

“Of course. But Darlene wants you to dedicate your personal life to Slim.”

Then the bombshell. Slim took both of Cherry’s hands in hers, “Honey-lamb, we’re getting married.”

Cherry’s face lit up. Tears formed and slid down her cheeks. She collapsed into Slim’s arms. She’d never been so happy — ecstatic — in her life.

After she had calmed down, taken the time to compose herself, Eulalie continued, “Charity, this is going to be a little complicated, so please listen carefully.”

Cherry sat up straighter, “Yes ma’am.”

“We’re going to make you famous — America’s Sweetheart. Not despite the fact that you fucked your son, but because of it. Our PR firm in New York will take the arc of your on-film journey and make you not only sympathetic, but lovable.”

“Oh gosh.”

“The central narrative of the film is the true story of Charity Anne Devereaux. From the first time that Karisha Washington spotted you on the street, to that first screen test, all the way to fucking Christian. The audience will identify with you — an ordinary woman, a normal mother — caught up in life-forces far beyond her control.”

Cherry just stared at Eulalie in amazement.

“Darlene will send a makeup girl with you and Slim while you’re touring. And you’ll have a wardrobe consultant who will outfit you before you leave. I told her to go with Ralph Lauren as the base. I want that All-American vibe. But you’ll also be wearing regular clothes — Gap, Neiman’s, Old Navy.”

“Oh.”

“Okay, Charity — essentially, you’ll have four jobs to do.”

“Wait, can I get a pen?”

Eulalie was pleased — this little girl not only wanted to do the right thing, but wanted to make sure she knew what the right thing was. That she understood her role in Eulalie Guidry’s world.

“Ready?”

Cherry nodded, “Yes ma’am.”

“Okay, honey. Now I want you to start thinking of yourself as cunt. Not acunt, but pure cunt. Very valuable cunt. Extremely valuable. You’re going to make me a lot of money.”

Cherry made a note.

“Professionally, Darlene will still be in charge of your pussy.”

“Sure.”

“For example, Karisha will want you to fuck certain people while you’re promoting the film. A major film critic, a few key reporters, some directors — men and women. Online influencers. Movie-chain executives.”

Cherry took notes.

“Of course that’s in addition to the live fuck-shows with you and Christian.”

“Of course.”

Eulalie smiled, “I’ve gotten to know Karisha Washington fairly well over the past few months. If she had her way, you’d be fucking two or three people a day.”

Karisha grinned and nodded, “Maybe more.”

“But she has to clear everyone you do with Darlene. Now, why is that, dear?”

No hesitation, “Because Darlene’s in charge of my professional pussy.”

“Very good, hon, very good. Now, on a personal level, your sex life will be entirely up to Slim.” Eulalie smiled, “I doubt you’ll be very active with anyone else.”

Cherry raised her hand, like in school, “Ma’am, what about Chrissy?”

“That’s entirely up to Slim.”

“Oh, sorry. Of course.”

Eulalie had seen it before. Women who went to work for Kate, and then Darlene. The more they came under a strong woman’s spell, the more they seemed to regress in personality. As they got in the habit of following orders, they became more submissive, more willing to do exactly as they were told. Charity was on a similar path.

“Just so you understand, Darlene tells you who she wants you to fuck. At home, Slim tells you who you can fuck.”

“Yes ma’am.”

Eulalie didn’t want Cherry to know that Darlene was essentially 100% in charge of her life. Giving Slim a minor role would perpetuate the myth that Cherry had some agency.

Eulalie, “Okay, hon — Job One is to promote “Son-Fuckers”.

“Yes ma’am.”

“And, parallel to the film, we’ll be making you famous — a household name.”

“Oh.”

“Back home, Job Two will be up in the state capital — Jackson. Darlene is going to be more proactive in the political scene. She’ll team up with Rémy, who can deliver a hefty bloc of votes.”

“Oh.”

“Kate already has a couple of politicians on tape. Darlene is going to target some more. Now, by the time you come off your world tour, your face will be one of the best know in America. And certainly themost recognizable one in all of Mississippi.”

“Golly.”

“Politicians will be hounding Darlene just to be seen with you. Arm candy. And there will be a few — men and women — that Darlene will have you fuck.”

Cherry nodded as she wrote.

“Job Three is the easiest. You’ll be the most famous, most popular, person in Sausalito. And Darlene will make sure you’re the most visible. Speaking at schools. The Chamber, City Council. And Slim will parade you around town. For example, “Son-Fuckers” will have its own Fourth of July float. Featuring you. Darlene hasn’t decided yet if you’ll be naked.”