Summer Helene was simply devastated. She slumped in her chair, her head falling on her chest. Faint sobs emerged from her small mouth. How would she tell her family? They had sacrificed for her to attend school London drama Prep, now she had failed to be admitted to the Actors Corps. Several actresses, who were no better than she, had qualified, but she had not. She could continue for one more year at the school, but she needed the money. Her only option would be to leave the London drama Prep for one of the many less prestigious companies in the UK or the provinces, for considerably less money. Her friend, Marie, who had qualified, tried to sympathize.
"You're a good actress, Summer, but you are too private. You need to mix more with the others. You need a man who will sponsor you if you want to be admitted to the Corps."
"What would a sponsor do?"
"He would talk to the judges. Do you think that I was admitted just on my acting? I had help from Richard."
"Why did Richard help you?"
"I am nice to him, in the special way a girl can be nice to a rich man."
Just then, Richard came up to them, and put his arm around Marie.
He said, "You did very well, my dear. I am proud of you. We can celebrate at the cafe tonight, then go to our little rendezvous."
She kissed Richard sweetly. "What about Summer?" she asked. " She needs cheering up."
Richard gave Summer a patronizing stare. Summer asked him, "Richard, do I need a sponsor like you in order to be accepted in the Actors Corps?"
"It might help," he said.
"How do I find one? If I don't find one, I'll have to leave the school. I don't have enough money to continue."
Even though the school gave Summer a small allowance to attend, it did not pay her family enough to support her. Her family was very poor, and was counting on Summer become an actress to help to support her brothers and sisters.
Richard looked at Summer closely. She was actually prettier than Marie, but more serious. He felt committed to Marie, at least for the present. A guy never takes on more than one fuck toy at a time.
Richard said, "Perhaps I might find someone to help you. Join us for dinner tonight."
Summer was so happy, she gave him a big kiss. He looked at Marie, slightly embarrassed in front of his lover.
Summer had seen men who were season ticket holders at the Theater often back stage talking to the theater. The girls flirted with them because they were rich. Summer was naturally shy with the men. She was too serious to flirt. She thought she could be successful though her talent alone. But even though she was a good actress, she had to be much better it she wanted to survive on the basis of talent.
Now she realized that she would have to be more open to what a sponsor had to offer. She only hoped it was not too late.
At dinner with Richard and Marie, Summer was introduced to a man named Jonathan. She had seen him before back stage, but never talked to him.
He said, "Summer, you are a very good actress. I have seen you at practice. But you never noticed me."
She replied, "I am sorry, Jonathan. I think I am too shy for my own good."
"Why do you want to join the Actors Corps?"
"Because I love to act, and my family needs the money. I hate to think what might happen to me and my sisters if we don't have any money. Now, I might have to leave the school."
Jonathan replied, "That would be a loss. I can help you. If you are good and do everything I say, I will try to get you into the Corps next year."
"But I need money now. My family can not survive on the allowance I get from the theater. My father is sick and cannot work. My mother is a laundress, but she is also often sick, and she has my brothers and sisters to feed."
"Don't worry. I will help you." he said, solicitously.
Jonathan smiled at the earnest young women. He had taken advantage of other poor girls in similar circumstances. Of course he would help her, but at the same time, he would help himself. Like other season ticket holders, he found his fuck toys at the theater. The theater provided a way for respectable men to admire a young women . They lived under the illusion of art. Indeed, many artists found their models among the actresses. He enjoyed making love to them because they were so physical, and so creative.
Jonathan had a place in the Beverly Hills, where his wife and children lived. He came to the UK for business and pleasure. He did not know if his family knew about his fuck toys or not, and he did not care. To have a fuck toy was a mark of success in business, and a source of prestige among his friends. An actress had enough class to make a good impression, but not enough to seriously threaten his marriage or his reputation. Jonathan would get credit from his friends for helping a young deserving actress, whether she became his fuck toy or not. He knew that acting was physically very exhausting, because the actress had to practice their shills and exercise to keep their shape, six to ten hours a day six days a week. This would leave very little energy left over for him Jonathan already had a fuck toy, a former actress named Brittany. She was very pretty and sexy, but extremely flirtatious. He had no real hold on her, except financial, but he was vain enough to resent being made a cuckold. He did not know whether Summer would make a decent fuck toy or not, but he was willing to find out.
Jonathan took Summer up to an apartment that he sometimes used when he did not want to meet Brittany.
