Even humiliation is better than continued abstinance

Plucking up her courage, squashing the shreds of dignity that protested, Marissa yanked the card from the board. It took but a moment to take it all in. There was just a number and a business name.

"'Big Thangs'?" she read with a squint, wishing she could find her contacts. Her eyes weren't very good without them and she'd be damned if she wore glasses. "What the hell kind of stupid name is that?" Casting a look over at the object of her desire she was startled to see the amazon looking at her, a derisive look on her face.

Maryssa flushed, both mortified by the woman's casual dismissal of her when she turned away, and incredibly turned on by it. Resolve filled her and she stepped around the board so they couldn't see her. She fumbled out her cellphone, which informed her the the battery was low as she turned it on. Squinting at the card, then the phone, she typed in the number.

"'Big Thangs'," a voice answered, no doubt the guy, she thought, disappointed.

"H... Hi. Um..." she paused. "Uh, I got your card at the campus."

"Oh really? Well aren't you an eager one." She nearly gagged at the oozing self-confidence in his voice. That and he sounded a little creepy.

"Yeah, um, I'm really really eager," she said, wishing he'd give her a hint. What were they talking about anyway?

"Well then I guess you should come on down to the offices today. Wouldn't want you to change your mind," he said, and rattled off an address. "Be there at one and we can process the paperwork."

"Great!" she bubbled, willing him to hand the phone to the object of her lust. "Uh, do I need to bring anything?"

"Just yourself and ID. By the way, what's your name?"

"Oh! Maryssa."

"Well Maryssa, come on by this afternoon and you can pay your college tuitions up-front while you work as an adult-film star."

Maryssa's phone chose that moment to die, leaving her staring dumbly ahead while mouthing, "Adult Film Star?" over and over.