

He had taken off all of his clothing, as he had been instructed by the makeup man, and was sitting in the chair awaiting the first applications of makeup. David had thought that sounded exciting and was still amazed with the fact that he was going to work for Clint Baker. David had been warned that the makeup and latex applications would be extensive and that he would basically have to remain in some state of makeup for the few weeks the show was going on. He would have the obscured face of a man but his arms would be part of his chest cavitity, covered with scales and would work their way down to a coiled, though overly large, snake body. He was to be the "snake boy" of the attraction. David had added emphasis to that part hoping that it would win him additional work with Clint, long after the horror event was over.ĭavid, of course, had won the role.
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David had no girlfriend, or even friends for that matter, and was very free to work for Clint as long as it would be required. He had learned that David had been disowned by his family and had recently arrived in California. Also, Clint had asked David dozens of probing questions about his private life. What had surprised him was the care that the writer took in inspecting his body. He had also heard that Clint was gay so he was not surprised when he was called out of the line and asked to strip down to his underwear in a private interview with Clint himself. David expected Clint to be distant, something he had come to expect from artistic people. The interview had had a strange feel about it. It was then that he was surprised to find himself being interviewed by Clint himself. David had read the call for young actors to be in the Baker maze and showed up, eager to participate. As usual, Clint had been called upon to design a new maze and insert his own wicked imagination into the festivities. It was time for the local theme park to be casting the participants for their annual horror night. It had been a couple of weeks before when he had first met his idol, the great Clint Baker, master of horror fiction. At last the moment that he had been eagerly awaiting had arrived. David sat naked in the makeup chair, his insides bubbling over with excitement.
