It's Grossi with more details

Bria opened the door to greet three people waiting in the hallway. The producer Mr. Grossi was a middle-aged man with balding slicked-back hair and sunglasses (despite it being night, and inside). With him was Rosalina DiPetta, a prim-looking brunette of about 30 who he identified as the casting director, and a swaggering sweaty buffoon about three stone overweight named Louie.

"Looks like you're settling in alright, sweetie," Mr. Grosso said, looking around the budget room. "We gonna start filming your scenes tomorrow, so I need to see what you can do..."

"Let's start by taking off the towel, Bria," Rosalina suggested in a tone that made it clear it was an order. When the blonde girl hesitated, DiPetta sighed audibly. "Is this cornfed bitch wasting our time here?" she asked rhetorically.

"Oh, no ma'am," Bria offered by way of apology, unrolling the towel and allowing it to fall to the floor, slowly turning and posing for their appraisal of her nude form despite her gnawing humiliation. "I haven't actually seen a script yet; I don't know my lines!"

"Your scenes are heavily improvisational," Grossi explained, admiring the firmness of first her hindquarters and then her breast with a squeeze, as though she were livestock. "That's a nice natural tit, Bree. That's gonna look really good on film."

"Bria," she corrected him quietly, but he either didn't seem to hear her or care. "Well, what can I know about my character and motivation?"

"Well, you are the bride-to-be of the lucky Louie here," Grossi replied with a hearty laugh and a backslap to the portly actor. "Think you can work with this piece of ass?"

"Oh yeah," Louie smirked, rubbing his crotch absent-mindedly with one hand and staring at Bria's naked body in a way that totally creeped her out.

"Listen, you've got the body but do you have the commitment?" Rosalina asked, and Bria nodded, hoping to make this experience worthwhile by at least snagging her first paid acting gig. "We need you to be in love with Louie, and totally comfortable with him, or else this isn't going to work. We can't have you recoiling at his touch."

"We'll leave you to it, then," Grossi announced abruptly, looking at his watch as he walked back to the door and opened it again. Bria didn't have an opportunity to hide her nudity before a few black guys walked by, craning their necks to get a good look at the submissive naked blonde girl. "You and Louie work on establishing that physical connection, and we'll set you on set tomorrow morning. Louie knows where it is, so you can just go with him."

Before Bria could respond, Grotti and Rosalina were out the door. "Thanks, dad!" Louie called as they closed the door, then turned to Bria for a closer insepction. "So, Miss Teen Minnesota, huh?" he said as he cupped her tits in his clammy hands.

"Mr. Grossi is your father?" Bria exclaimed, pointing a finger at the door and taking a step backward. "I thought this was a legitimate role. Are you even an actor?"

"Yes, I'm an actor!" Louie replied, rolling his eyes. "And the movie is legitimate enough to be bankrolled by some seriously bad gangster dudes, so if I were you I'd drop this whole wholesome routine and stay nice and pretty." Then he moved forward to kiss her...