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with his women. He was also one of the few people who was not afraid of the Don.
Fontane and Michael were maybe the only two men Hagen knew of whom this could be
said. So the apology was sincere, he would accept it as such. He and Johnny would
have to see a lot of each other in the next few years. And Johnny would have to pass
the next test, which would prove how smart he was. He would have to do something for
the Don that the Don would never ask him to do or insist that he do as part of the
agreement. Hagen wondered if Johnny Fontane was smart enough to figure out that
part of the bargain.
After Johnny dropped Hagen off at the airport (Hagen insisted that Johnny not hang
around for his plane with him) he drove back to Ginny's house. She was surprised to
see him. But he wanted to stay at her place so that he would have time to think things
out, to make his plans. He knew that what Hagen had told him was extremely important,
that his whole life was being changed. He had once been a big star but now at the
young age of thirty-five he was washed up. He didn't kid himself about that. Even if he
won the Award as best actor, what the hell could it mean at the most? Nothing, if his
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voice didn't come back. He'd be just second-rate, with no real power, no real juice. Even
that girl turning him down, she had been nice and smart and acting sort of hip (также
hep –
have been so cool if he had really been at the top? Now with the Don backing him with
dough he could be as big as anybody in Hollywood. He could be a king. Johnny smiled.
Hell. He could even be a Don.
It would be nice living with Ginny again for a few weeks, maybe longer. He'd take the
kids out every day, maybe have a few friends over. He'd stop drinking and smoking,
really take care of himself. Maybe his voice would get strong again. If that happened
and with the Don's money, he'd be unbeatable. He'd really be as close to an oldtime
king or emperor as it was possible to be in America. And it wouldn't depend on his voice
holding up or how long the public cared about him as an actor. It would be an empire
rooted in money and the most special, the most coveted kind of power.
Ginny had the guest bedroom made up for him. It was understood that he would not
share her room, that they would not live as man and wife. They could never have that
relationship again. And though the outside world of gossip columnists (корреспондент,
обозреватель /ведущий постоянную рубрику/) and movie fans gave the blame for the
failure of their marriage solely to him, yet in a curious way, between the two of them,
they both knew that she was even more to blame for their divorce.
When Johnny Fontane became the most popular singer and movie musical comedy
star in motion pictures, it had never occurred to him to desert his wife and children. He
was too Italian, still too old-style. Naturally he had been unfaithful. That had been
impossible to avoid in his business and the temptations to which he was continually
exposed. And despite being a skinny, delicate-looking guy, he had the wiry horniness
(horny –
Latin types. And women delighted him in their surprises. He loved going out with a
demure (спокойный, сдержанный, трезвый, рассудительный, притворно
застенчивый [di'mju]) sweet-faced virginal-looking girl and then uncapping her breasts
to find them so unexpectedly slopingly (sloping – косой, покатый) full and rich, lewdly
(lewd – похотливый; распутный) heavy in contrast to the cameo face. He loved to find
sexual shyness and timidity in the sexy-looking girls who were all fake (поддельный,
фальшивый) motion like a shifty basketball player, vamping (to vamp – завлекать,
соблазнять) as if they had slept with a hundred guys, and then when he got them alone
having to battle for hours to get in and do the job and finding out they were virgins.
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And all these Hollywood guys laughed at his fondness for virgins. They called it an old
guinea taste, square, and look how long it took to make a virgin give you a blow job
(феллация) with all the aggravation and then they usually turned out to be a lousy
piece of ass. But Johnny knew that it was how you handled a young girl. You had to
come on to her the right way and then what could be greater than a girl who was tasting
her first dick and loving it? Ab, it was so great breaking them in. It was so great having
them wrap their legs around you. Their thighs were all different shapes, their asses
were different, their skins were all different colors and shades of white and brown and
tan and when he had slept with that young colored girl in Detroit, a good girl, not a
hustler, the young daughter of a jazz singer on the same nightclub bill with him, she had
been one of the sweetest things he had ever had. Her lips had really tasted like warm
honey with pepper mixed in it, her dark brown skin was rich, creamy, and she had been