Author's Note: Thanks for reading, I'm not dead.
Chapter 2- Casting Video #194 - Jessica
Have you ever been so afraid you forgot to breath?
I was almost run over by a truck today. I was crossing the street near Neumos and a garbage truck didn't stop in time. He wound up skidding right into the intersection and t-boning a delivery van.
I managed to jump out of the way, but for a few seconds I was so paralyzed I forgot to breath. It wasn't until I'd watched the truck roll past me and crash into that van did I remember, taking in great big gulps of air.
Then of course I ran over to make sure the drivers were ok. Wound up staying till the cops could wind their way through Capitol Hill so I could give a statement.
Hopefully that explains why I was so late into work that I actually missed my first appointment. Pity too, she was hot.
I'm sorry, have we met? My name is Mike. Mike Oxlong. At least, that's my stage name. You might get my real name once we get to know each other a bit better.
I'm a pornstar, sort of. I used to do scenes for some of the major companies, but now I work as the regular dick for a casting company based in Seattle called First Step Productions. "For those looking to take the first step into the adult world". Of course, really it's just for women. We've had a few men show up looking for work, but since we didn't have a female version of me on staff, and we already have... well, me, there's not much we could do for them.
Come to think of it, maybe I should mention that to my boss? We should set up some sort of contract with a woman to come in whenever we have male applicants. Or more importantly for lesbian applicants. I wonder why he hasn't thought of that before? Oh well, that's a conversation for later.
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Checking over my prep sheets for the day I was reminded of why I wanted to see my first applicant. 5'4", perfect DD tits and blonde hair, Brittany was a stunner. Hopefully she'd be willing to reschedule with a proper explanation of what happened.
Looking through the rest of my prep sheet, however, damn near gave me a heart attack. Which would be two in one day, if we're counting...
The reason? I knew my other applicant. Or at least, I had known her. Used to know her? Anyways...
My other appointment of the day was with a woman named Jessica. In high school my best friend Ben had an older sister who everyone (especially me) had a crush on, cause damn she was hot. The quintessential "girl next door", she was not only hot as hell, she was also genuinely nice to those around her. She'd gone to college on the east coast and I hadn't seen her since.
Well staring at me from my prep sheet was a picture of that very same older sister in a white v-neck halter top and a million-dollar smile. Everything I needed to know was there. 5'10", brunette, C cups. No anal, no rough stuff, but otherwise an open checklist.
Holy shit... holy shit this was a problem. I don't know what you know about the bro code, but first and foremost is you don't mess around with your friend's sister, period. Especially if you've known that friend since you were 10! I needed to make a call.
**brring brrring**
"This is Ben."
"Hey Ben, it's (redacted). Listen, I have a problem and we need to talk."
"Uhhh, yeah sure man, let me just step away from my desk... Ok, what's the big deal?"
"Look, you know what I do for work and you know I don't usually have a problem with the girls that come in here, but uhhh... well we've been friends for a long time and I thought I'd call you first to figure out what to do here."
"Hey man, calm down. You're making it sound like my mom is standing right in front of you there!"
"Not your mother..."
"Oh shit, she didn't..."
"I don't know how to tell you this, but your sister Jessica has an appointment with us today."
"... .... ..."
"Listen, I have leeway when it comes to this kind of thing, I can tell her that I'm not interested cause I know her, but any of our competitors... well, they won't be so considerate."
"... ... ..."
"Are... are you there?"
"... ... ..."
"Help me out man, what do I tell her?"
"... ... ...You should do it."
"... I'm sorry can you repeat that?"
"You heard me asshole! You should keep the appointment."
"Wait wait wait, isn't she married? Last I heard she got hitched to that sales director from... oh what was the company... doesn't matter, last I heard she was married?"
"Yeah about that. Turns out all those sales trips her EX-husband was taking weren't sales trips."
"Oh shit... man, I'm sorry to hear that. No one deserves that..."
"Yeah, well... I think I know what's happening. She called me a couple weeks ago to vent about the divorce finalizing and mentioned something about wanting to get revenge. She was just so sad.... So, uh... I might have *jokingly* said she should go see you, cause you know... you work at a porn company and a good porno vid would show that dickhead what he lost out on. I swear it was a joke man, I didn't think she'd actually do it!"
"Well she did and in, I don't know, 2 hours? She'll be standing in front of me expecting, well... you know."
"Exactly. So... you should just do the appointment. If she's gone so far as to set it up, well... clearly she's thought about it. She's an adult, she can make her own decisions, and... I'm worried if you say no it'll really do a number on her self-confidence. Just, you know, don't tell me anything about this one. I don't need to know."
"Yeah I uhh... Yeah... I guess I can do that."
"You almost sound like you don't want to?"
"Aw hell man, you know I used to have a huge crush on your sister. That's not the issue. But you're my best friend Ben. I don't want to fuck that up."
"You won't. Assuming we never speak of this again. Go ahead and do your job, just, you know... don't remind me about it later."
"Alright, I can do that. So long as we're cool?"
"Yeah man, we're cool."
"Alright Ben, I'll let you get back to work, see ya bud"
"Yeah, yeah, see ya later man."
