Needless to say, the Larsen estate was stunning. And the centerpiece of the landscaping was a breathtaking oversized pool, complete with a driving board and hot tub off to the side. While the rest of the guests were oohing and aahing about the grounds, Erin Grey's mind was going a mile a minute. She was hyper focused on one thing. Getting even with Gil Gerard for the way he embarrassed her on the set this past week.

Erin Grey and Pamela Hensley had arrived first to have their hair and makeup done. Then the sponsors arrived. By the time casting arrive with Gerard, the two ladies had been talking with the sponsors for about 30 minutes.

The director hollers at his casting supervisor " Why are you so late? "

'Sorry boss," replied the casting director " We thought we could simply pick out a typical 20th century outfit from Mr. Gerard's closet. But wardrobe turned everything down. "

"Fortunately," Interjected Gerard "Our Executive Site Producer Sarah, knows everyone downtown and was able to get the best outfit in town for free as long as we wear it for TV and mention it in the credits"

Gerard strode on to the set wearing tight beige pants, matching shoes, a button down shirt with the latest wide collar and a short cut jacket that left plenty for the women to look at below the belt.

The shoot went without a hitch as planned. It was mostly for show for the sponsors. After the shoot, Larsen suggest to Pamela that she keep her leather Princes Ardella outfit on for mixing with the sponsors. This was Hensley's first big break, so she was not going to say no. Larsen wanted to ask the same of Erin. But after the wetlook incident earlier in the week, he thought the better of it.

Erin came out of the dressing room in her Jordache jeans and a dark silk button down shirt. She knew what Larsen needed done with the sponsors, so she left a couple buttons undone. Her half-cut bra was hard to see from those inevitable glances down her shirt. Hopefully Larsen would remember this come contract time.

The Sponsors were surprisingly fun and engaging. Not at all like her film crew. And Erin had a wonderful conversation with Crystal McMillian, the CEO at Maybelline. Erin tried not to get too excited thinking about the possibilities if they decided to move on from Linda Carter. But Wonder Woman was canceled and Erin was on a lot of magazine covers these days, so it was certainly possible.

After about 90 minutes, Erin probably had one too many drinks and a few too many toasts. She slipped out the back door to be alone and found herself face to face with Gerard, right next to pool!

The sun was slowly setting and the evening was beginning to chill. The grounds were beautiful. It was a storybook scene, Erin with her costar, the most eligible bachelor in America. At such an opportune moment, she could only think of one thing. Getting Even!

"Erin can we talk? I know you are upset at me" Gerard started in. Erin kept walking toward the bar set up next to the pool, knowing he would follow.

"Can I get you a drink Gil," Erin asked as if she barely knew him.

" Ah, yes bartender, a Seagram's and 7-UP"

Erin ordered " A Vodka Collins for me" she slowly turned to Gerard and gave him a disapproving glance then turned back to the bartender and said " better make mine a double"

"Erin, It was a mistake. I'm sorry. I was just trying to make a joke."

Erin grabbed the two drinks and shoved Gerard's drink into his hand. " Can you lower you voice Gil, everyone in line behind us can hear you? Come over here away from the guests." She strut over to the driving board in just that special sort of way that drives men crazy. She placed her drink down on the diving board stepped uncomfortably close to the pool, then turned her back to the pool and faced Gerard.

"What!" If looks could kill that was the look Erin had trained on Gerard now " What do you want from me? You embarrass me. You treat me like shit. What do you want from me now?"

"I want you to forgive me. I'm very sorry. I want I want" he stammered "I want to apologize. "

How long has it been since a woman said no to this man, Erin thought to herself? Regardless, he just wanted her to forgive him and make him feel better about being a complete dickhead. And that just pissed her off all over again.

Time to get even.

Erin changed her look, looking hurt and confused. " How could you do that Gil. I thought we were friends? I thought you respected me as an actress"

"I do respect you Erin. I do. I guess it was that wet outfit you had on it just made us all crazy."

"What do you mean? I don't understand" she asked

" Well, I mean that wet flight suit was so sexy it just melted to your amazing body. I mean, you might as well have taken your shirt off the way your breast were just wrapped so tightly. Your butt too."

All the talk about her wet outfit had Gerard fully aroused. She leaned over to pick up her drink and pivoted 90 degrees, with her shirt handing open. Gerard unconsciously pivoted with her, straining to see down her shirt.

" I guess it was a little glamorous" she replied "that suit was just clinging to my body is a way I never felt before. And I could feel my nipples and breasts getting hard." Erin looked down then looked up meekly at Gil again. " I hope no one noticed that."

Gerard now had a major boner going in his tight pants. The image of her in his mind in the wet outfit made him want her. Now, tonight

"Of course not" he lied. Badly

Erin flipped back her drink and finished it. She then put the glass down, casually pivoting 90 degrees and exposing her breast one more time. Gerard again pivoted with her to get a long look at her breasts. He now had his back to the pool, which was only 5 inches behind him. Completely focused on Erin and their conversation.

"I've got an idea, Erin"

"What's that?" she replied touching his forearm reassuringly

"Well if getting you all wet in that red flight suit turns you on, and drives me crazy, why don't we sneak around back to Casting and take that suit back to my place. I have a nice heated pool"

She stepped close to him, looking sensuously into his eyes. "We could do that" she purred "There is just one problem."

"What's that, he asked softly." His heart racing with excitement

She paused to enjoy this moment of complete control over this complete jerk, who embarrassed her, infuriated her, humiliated her. Now was the moment she waited for.

She contorted her face to her best look of disgust

"Glen Larsen told me you prefer little boys and I don't fool around with weirdos like that."

Gerard was stunned. Everything was so perfect. Now she was angry and what she said made no sense. Reflexively, he stepped back from her. But something else was wrong he kept going back and then he was falling. Far too late he realized he had lost all track of where he was standing. Gerard had fallen backward and right into the deep end of the pool.

To be continued