Interview with Mark Richfield Part 2

I was able to make an appointment for a second interview with the very busy, yet constantly glamorous, Mark Antonious Richfield. I am once again at Mark’s office building in downtown LA at Parsons and Company, where Mark works as an advertising executive with his husband, the ex LAPD cop, Steve Miller.
With my miniature tape recorder in hand, I rode the elevator to the top floor, feeling butterflies in my stomach. No matter how many times I’ve spoken to Mark over the phone, nothing prepares me for the pure animal magnetism this man possesses.
After telling the receptionist who I was and about my meeting with Mark, I was shown into the same small lounge where we had our first interview. It didn’t take long for Mark to arrive. I was stunned to get a peck on the cheek, (well, I nearly passed out to be honest). That trademark cologne scent was enough to make me swoon on its own.
Of course this delicious hunk was wearing a shimmering black Brioni suit and Manola Blahnick shoes. The urge to run my hands up his body and into his hair was almost too hard to resist.
We sat together on a leather sofa.


Mark: So good to see you again, Ms. Hauser.

GA: Good to see you too. Thanks for saying ‘yes’ to our second interview.

Mark: My pleasure.

GA: Well…so much has happened in so short of time, I don’t know where to begin.

Mark: You always figure something out.

GA: It’s a struggle. Being in the same room with you is incredibly distracting.

Mark: Don’t get carried away already.

GA: I can’t help it. Okay. I’ll behave. Where was I?

Mark: (Laughs) You didn’t know where to begin.

GA: Yes. Right. So, Alexander, your son, is a big star now on the late night cable drama Being Screwed?

Mark: Yes. He’s going a bit mad trying to deal with all the fame at once. Perhaps one day he’ll be sitting with you giving an interview.

GA: Maybe. But he’s not you, believe me.

Mark: That’s what I’m told. But at twenty-two he’s got a lot to learn.

GA: I have faith in him. After all he’s got you.

Mark: I’m hardly a role model. I’m hoping Steven will be the influence Alexander needs to keep in line.

GA: Tell me about your trip to London.

Mark: It was a nightmare and a fantasy. I won’t go into details.

GA: No details? That’s mean. All my readers want is details. They want to know everything about you.

Mark: I’m a bore.

GA: Sure, Mark. That’s why you’re the number one male model in the nation.

Mark: I’m convinced the statistics are over-blown. I did however see my ad for Dangereux Cologne whilst in London. I was bloody everywhere.

GA: Did you and Steve have a good time at your mother, Leslie’s wedding?

Mark: I wouldn’t call the wedding fun. No. But Steven and I did go to a fetish club. Do you know what that is, Ms. Hauser?

GA: Uh…(sweat breaks out on my forehead) Yes.

Mark: Yes?

GA: Details. I want details. What did you wear? What did you do? Did Steve spank you?

Mark: (laughs shyly) I do adore you, you tiny little thing. There’s so much packed into you, I think one day you’ll explode.

GA: Thinking of you in a fetish club with Steve spanking you, is making me explode.

Mark: Naughty, naughty! (wags his finger)

GA: When did it get so hot in here? (fanning myself)

Mark: And I haven’t even shared the details. What would you do if you knew?

GA: Oh God. You’re the worst tease.

Mark: So I’ve heard. But not so much from women. (winks)

GA: One snippet about your fetish experience. Please. I assume it was a BDSM club.

Mark: You assume correctly.

GA: (I wriggle in excitement) And? Well?

Mark: (smiles) Let’s just say that Steven is the master of all my domain.

GA: I am forever jealous of that man.

Mark: He’s here today. I can get him in on this interview.

GA: If Steve comes into this room I’m going to beg you boys to kiss.

Mark: Kiss? Did you say you want to watch Steven and I kiss?

GA: Wow, seriously, did they turn the heat up? I’m dyin’ here.

Mark: Hang on. (Mark stands and opens the door. He speaks but I can’t hear him.)

GA: Am I keeping you?

Mark: No. Not in the least.

(Steve Miller pokes his head into the room): Yes?

Mark: You have a minute, Steven?

Steve Miller: Sure.

GA: Oh, my God. Hi, Steve.

Steve Miller: Nice to finally meet you.

GA: You lucky SOB.

Steve Miller: (to Mark) What did she say?

Mark: Ms. Hauser?

GA: Yes, Mark.

Mark: Are you lost inside your head? Fantasizing about us again?

GA: Hell yeah.

Steve Miller: (laughing softly) You did warn me about her, Mark.

Mark: (wags his finger at me again.) Naughty, naughty.

GA: (I clear my throat) So? I have to wait to hear about what you two did together in London at a fetish club? Seriously?

Mark: (to Steve) Can we give her a preview, Steven?

Steve Miller: Sure.

(Mark and Steve kiss)

GA: Holy crap.

Mark: Will that hold you, love?

(Both Steve and I say): Yes.

Steve Miller: I have to get back to work. Nice meeting you.

GA: You too, Steve.

Mark: To be honest, Ms. Hauser, I don’t think you can handle seeing me and Steven together, in the flesh.

GA: Try me.

Mark: Perhaps one day we’ll make a video and you can review it.

GA: Yes. Please. And don’t forget to include Jack Larsen and Adam Lewis. Those two men have a ton of fans.

Mark: I would never disappoint you, or my fans.

GA: What can I say? (I reach out to shake Mark’s hand) You get better and better every time we meet.

Mark: Flattery will get you everywhere.

GA: Augh! Don’t say things like that!

Mark: Give us a kiss, love.

GA: (I attach myself to Mark for a good sniff and hug.) Wow.

Mark: Be a good girl and don’t get naughty.

GA: I need the two firemen, Blake Hughes and Hunter Rasmussen to hose me down.

Mark: (laughs) Yes. You do!

GA: Thank you so much for the interview. I’m sure my readers are anticipating knowing what you and Steve did in London.

Mark: Hopefully they’ll think it’s Something Sexy.

GA: Believe me, they will! Bye, Mark.

Mark: Bye, Ms. Hauser