Give them time to let it sink in

"Look, I know this is a lot to take in," I tell them. "This isn't the best place to go into it. I just wanted you to hear it from me so you have something to look forward to."

The girls express their appreciation again, and I'd love to let them express their appreciation even more fully, but I have a lot to get done to bring this project to completion.

In fact, there is so much to do that the next three months fly through like a blur. Every day brings new experiences, new challenges, and new insights to the family business.

About the only constant in my crazy life is my best friend, Kyle. We've been buddies forever, and he has always thought that I had it totally made, growing up in the family I did. Every time I see him now, I know the first two things he's going to ask me: "Who'd you get to fuck today?" and "When are you going to get me set up?"

Kyle is convinced that I spend my entire day fucking porn stars. He is wrong. It's only part of each day. Even then, I try to downplay it to him.

"It's not like you think, Kyle. It's not like they're a bunch of nymphos who can't wait to get in my pants or anything. Most of the time I don't know whether they actually are interested in me or just think they can advance their careers by having sex with me."

"Who the fuck cares?" asks Kyle. "Either way, you're bopping the hottest chicks on the planet! Who cares what their motivation is?"

Kyle is also **** for me to get him set up in the industry. He has illusions of having a life like mine, even though I try to tell him that not everyone is born into the family of porn giants. That doesn't stop him from coming by the studio every chance he can get so he can try to get lucky. I finally asked Olga Blousebuster to do me a favor and give Kyle a good time. I didn't tell him I arranged it, so he would be able to think he was responsible for seducing a big star.

You should have seen him day after it happened. Kyle came bounding through the door of my office. "Guess what, Buddy? I got laid! By Olga Blousebuster!!"

"I know. I follow you on Twitter, remember?"

"She was totally into me," he said. "I didn't even have to drop your name. I just ran into her in the hallway and asked her for her autograph, and the next thing I know, we've got a date planned!"

I smile, glad that Kyle had a memorable experience.

"She even let me do anal with her," he continues.

"I know.... Twitter, remember?"

"Yeah... that might have been a bit inappropriate to post, but I just couldn't resist. And what a selfie that was! You don't think she would mind that I posted that, do you?"

"Kyle, we sell posters in the gift shop of Olga, with her face covered with cum! I doubt if she's overly concerned about the general public knowing that she takes it in the back door."

That was a few weeks ago, and I have been so busy getting the big production ready that I have hardly had time to visit with Kyle.When I finally saw him, he dropped on the sofa of my office and asked, "So who did you fuck today?"

This time, I have a surprise for him. "Guess what... before you ask your second question, I have a surprise for you."

Kyle sits up and asks, "Is it Olga.... Is she asking about me?"

"Better than that," I say. I then explain the general concept of the big reality project I've been working on. Kyle is all ears. "That sounds great," he says. "Can I watch you film it?"

"Better than that," I tell him. "I need two male judges to live in the house and personally evaluate the abilities of each actress. Know anyone who would be willing to sacrifice a month to help out a buddy?"

Kyle lets the words sink in. "Are you fucking serious?" he asks. "Dude! You are the absolute best! I could kiss you right now!"

"None of that," I tell him. "That kind of stuff is in a whole different production on the other side of the studio."

The rest of the afternoon is spent showing Kyle all of the details of the show, which is scheduled to begin production in less than two weeks. Kyle is totally on board, even though he pleads with me to move up the start date to today.

"We still have a few more things to work out. You can keep it in your pants until then," I tell him. "Besides, you'll need to save it; I think you'll be worn out before the month is over."

"No way... I'll just be getting started," he says. "I won't let you down."

He looks at the pictures of Sally and Tess. "So is sex permitted between the judges?" he asks.

"Sex is permitted -- and encouraged -- at every opportunity. You know what I'm selling here, after all. And besides... you'll definitely want to try out these girls. You won't forget them."

Kyle is practically drooling. Then he asks, "So who is the other male judge?"