God yes

You nod to your assistant and say, “Please send her in, and as always, hold my calls...I don't wish to be disturbed during this.” Your assistant nods, knowing what this means, and says, “Miss Ames, you may come in now.”

As she walks into the room, you see that the file does not disappoint; she is a typical blonde-haired petite girl of 19 years old, perfect skin, perfect makeup, crisp bright eyes, though they seem to be a little dim most likely due to the fact that she is worrying about her future here in the industry. As you welcome her into the office, “Miss Ames, it's a pleasure to meet you. I have begun to familiarize myself with your work.”

She smiles at you, a bright one, and from your experience in the industry, you can tell a phony smile, and says, "Mr. Johnson, it is a pleasure to meet you as well. Thank you for taking the time to meet with me. I'm really excited to talk to you about this opportunity.”

As the two of you shake hands, you point over to your couch and have her sit down. As she walks past you, you get a good look at her body, and the photos in the file do not lie—she looks just as good, tight, petite, nice ass, nice long hair which you can grab while fucking her, and unlike Jane, she is showing off a good amount of skin, and between the jeans and the shirt, it is relatively tight and reveals most of her form.

As she sits down, you say, “Miss Ames, it's a pleasure to meet you. I see here that you have a good amount of acting experience previously, which is good to see, so we can skip most of the questions that I would typically have for newbies in the industry.”

You pause for a moment and say, "I guess my first question is, do you have any questions for me about the role or about the TV production? I assume your agent went over most of it with you already.”

You and her go over some of the banal details of the role, how long it's been ordered for, other positions that have already been filled, etc. After that, you say, “So with all of that boring stuff out of the way, would you like to read some of the lines, and we can see how your acting is.”

At this, she seems to steel herself for a moment before getting up and walking over to your desk and saying, "Let's be honest, this isn't about my acting ability. You know I can act. I'm sure there are other naive midwesterners who have been in here before me hoping for their big break and think that acting actually means something, but I know the truth—I've been out here for too long. I know the way things work, and now that I'm 18, I can use my body to get what I want, and what I want is to be an actress in a big-name production, and I know you could help me with that. So here is the deal: I let you fuck me here and now to get a taste of what I can do. Afterward, you take me out tonight, when you've interviewed the rest of the sluts that are coming in in the dumb hope they can get this position, for a nice dinner and congratulate me on getting the position, then you can take me home and do whatever you want to me for the night.”

You are slightly taken aback by this, but to be fair, she's not wrong, and if she's coming right out and saying this, then you know you can get much more from her in the future, and as you thought, she knew the ways of the industry, and the offer of tonight made you think of a few interesting things and ways you can call in some favors with other people in the industry, so you are inclined to agree with her.