Connie snuggled in to the corner of her new leather couch and pulled a throw blanket over herself. The leather warmed quickly and she closed her eyes for the nap she required to make it through the night. The sound of the front door unlocking prodded Connie to sit up and smile as Trent entered their apartment. He looked exhausted as he made his way to her. Pulling back the blanket she patted her lap and Trent rested his head on her soft bare thighs as she covered him up.
Gently running her fingers through his hair she whispered, "Have a sleep and I will wake you when it's time to get ready." Trent didn't respond and his quickness to sleep supported her observation of his exhaustion. For the next two hours she watched television as the love of her life slept quietly. She used the time to decide what she would wear to the celebration party at the studio tonight. Down and Dirty II had been nominated by the AVN for best amateur movie and the starlet Kitty Cumz had also received a nomination. Jason was adamant that a celebration was in order regardless of the outcome of the awards. Through dedication and hard work, this movie was the highest grossing film to date for them.
Holding Jason's arm, they walked to the main entrance of the studio. Ty stood silently with the door held open and a huge smile as they approached. Connie smiled at him as she reached up and kissed his cheek, "Don't you look handsome tonight!" Ty smiled and fixed the jacket of his tuxedo. Inside there were more people than she had anticipated; Caterers, a bar, a DJ, the entire crew was already inside. As her eyes focused around the room she saw the petite starlet. Kitty was dressed for attention and she was getting no shortage of it from a group of older men.
Kitty's smile glowed from all the attention. Her hair was in an elegant bun with a swooping lock sliding down her back awareness to her long dark hair. Connie couldn't take her eyes off the dress, or the lack of dress; the back was wide open and touched the crack of her backside. The lace was almost sheer and from her vantage point, it appeared that the dress was all Kitty wore with her sequined leather stilettos.
A waiter glided by with a tray of drinks, pausing just quickly enough for Trent and her to grab a glass of champagne before he sailed away again. Trent spotted Jason and gave Connie a gentle nudge as he made his way to say hello.
Jason's smile was radiant as he raised his glass to greet them, "Welcome!"
Trent raised his glass, "I wouldn't miss the party of the century." A devilish grin crossed Trent's lips as he took a sip.
Jason's eyes traced over Connie before he leaned in and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. "You better watch yourself; I don't think Kitty wants any competition for the attention tonight!" His voice was a whisper in her ear.
Connie stood bewildered as Jason repeated the message to Trent while the two of them eyed her up like candy. It took a moment, but she found herself looking for at herself in a mirror to understand Jason's comment. A simple sleeveless black dress that stopped mid-thigh, moderate black heels and her hair pulled back in to a low pony tail. Her outfit was hardly tempting , if anything she looked conservative.
The men began to laugh as they watched her trying to figure out the meaning of Jason's comments. Silenced only when Connie spoke, "I don't get it. This dress isn't revealing or anything." Connie shook her head in bewilderment.
Jason leaned forward, "You are the fuckable girl next store! Sluts are everywhere but every guy wants to corrupt the innocent looking ones."
Connie blushed and responded the only way she could; she laughed.
Diana made her way over and gave Connie a big hug, "You look beautiful sweetheart," then she gave a gentle kiss on her cheek before embracing Trent. Connie watched surprised as Diana kissed Trent; it lasted long enough to surprise her before Diana broke it off and stood back by Jason.
"Why don't you come with me Connie?" Jason held his hand out for her. "I want to introduce you to some people. Jason led her up to the small group of men surrounding Kitty.
"Kitty, I'm sure you remember Connie?" He held Connie's hand out presenting her to the group. "Gentleman this is Connie. She worked tirelessly behind the scenes to make this movie a success."
Kitty raised a snobbish nose at Connie as the men said hello and checked Connie out. Jason introduced the men individually to Connie telling her what each ones roll was in the business, but it was all a blur. Judging by the quality of their suits, she suspected from her initial sighting of them that they were people of significant wealth. Kitty's nose returned to normal when two of the men returned their attention to her. The third man continued talking to Connie.
"Leave her with me! She's in good hands." The old man laughed as he took Connie's hand and placed it on his arm guiding her to the bar. Jason smiled and disappeared in to the crowd. All Connie could do was smile nervously and follow the man to the bar.
"Connie my dear, you look stunning." The old man made no secret as his eyes crawled across her body.
Heat flushed to her cheeks instantly, she could never get used to it, "Thank you. I'm sorry, what was your name again? What do you take care of?"
Isaac Rot laughed then proceeded to reintroduce himself, "I'm the financer for the films my dear; I'm the guy who can make you a star! Make you a lot of money" He emphasised, "A lot!" All the time he spoke his hand was held gently on the small of Connie's back.
Connie could only smile in response. He was shorter than her in her heels and she estimated he was only about the same height as her without the heels. Wisps of silver grey hair crossed the top of his head; his hands were strong and thick with sausage fingers.
"So how long have you been working behind the scenes Connie?" Isaac's eyes darting between Connie's mouth and breasts.
Connie smiled thankful he didn't call her a fluffer, "Almost a year now. I started as a cleaner."
Isaac's hand pressed a little firmer on her back and began a slow descent, "You are on the wrong side of camera my dear. I could make you a lot of money" As he spoke his hand paused on the top of her back end.
Connie could only shrug and smile, "I hadn't really given it any thought." It was a lie of course; she wondered about the money and following that could be hers if she were to become an actress, "How much money are we talking about?" Connie laughed as if the question was in jest, but her curiosity was piqued.
Isaac's hand was gently fondling her cheek now, "I think a lot of people would enjoy seeing this beautiful body of yours Connie so lots of directors would want you." He watched the puzzled look on her face very aware that she was waiting for a number. "Six figures would not be out of the question in your first year dear."
Connie tried not to look cool about the possibility of making over one hundred thousand dollars in a year. Just as she was about to speak, Jazz bounced over waving and smiling; immediately she met Jazz in a big hug, "Isaac, do you know Jazz?"
Isaac reached out and gently pulled Jazz's hand to his lips and kissed it, "I don't believe I have."