If she is going to be a hoe at least get paid

Nicole nods, taking in her daughter's words. She's surprised, given how she was a few short weeks ago, but also relieved. She's glad that Megan is being honest with her. "Okay," she says, her voice steady. "I know you cannot find a job right now, but I could put in a good word with Ricky if you want. He has a lot of connections in the porn industry."

Megan looks shocked, but thinks about it for a moment. She's always been curious about the industry, especially after hearing about what her mother's boss does for a living. She knows that Ricky is a well-respected agent from what her mom has told her and that he has a reputation for being fair and honest. "You think he would take me on as a client?" she asks, her voice hesitant.

Nicole smiles, proud of her daughter for considering the opportunity. "I'm sure he would," she says. "He's always looking for new talent, and you're a beautiful and talented young woman. But I want you to be sure about this, Megan. It's not a decision to be taken lightly."

Megan nods, her excitement building. "I really think I could do a good job, Mom. I've learned a lot about sex since my breakup. I think I could bring something unique to the table."

Nicole nods, impressed by her daughter's maturity and self-awareness. "That's a great attitude to have, Megan. We can talk to Ricky tonight. But remember, this is just an opportunity to explore and learn more about the industry, you have to make up your own mind."

Megan nods and says, "Of course."

Nicole smile and says, "Those guys were packing huge cocks, it was hot to see you take them."

Megan blushes and says, "Thanks, Mom. I met D.P. Reggie the other night at the club and we hit it off. He came over after a meeting he had today and I had already made him cum three times before you showed up."

Nicole raises her eyebrows, surprised at her daughter's boldness. "Wow, Megan, you really are growing up fast," she says, trying to keep her tone light.

Megan smiles, looking a little embarrassed but also proud of herself. "Like mother like daughter, am I right?" she says, making a joking reference to her mother's many flings.

Nicole chuckles, appreciating her daughter's attempt at humor. "I guess you could say that," she says, glancing at Megan. Just then, Nicole's phone buzzes with a text message from Ricky, asking where they are that the caterer has arrived.

Nicole glances at the clock on the dashboard and winces, realizing they're already running late. "Megan, can you take my phone and text Ricky that we're running late?" she asks, keeping her eyes on the road.

Megan nods and takes the phone from Nicole's hand, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she types out the message. "What should I say, Mom?" she asks, looking up at Nicole for guidance.